After the attendants and secret guards left, only Jiang Huan and Fu Yanjing were left in the pavilion.
Not far away, Jiang Yu and Fu Xuan were standing there quietly.
He looked at his mother and father in the pavilion with lingering eyes, his eyes full of grief.
They all knew that their father didn't have much time left.
Last night, their mother and father called them over and talked to them for a long time. Perhaps, that was their mother and father saying their final goodbyes to them.
"Axuan, let's go further away so that mother and father can stay with us for a while." Jiang Yu said while holding back his grief.
These two people have been in love with each other for their entire lives, and in the last moments of their lives, they certainly don't want to be disturbed by anyone else.
"Okay." Fu Xuan nodded, her face extremely heavy.
Inside the pavilion.
Jiang Huan picked up the small teapot and leisurely boiled tea with the snow water that she had asked someone to collect from the plum blossoms not long ago.
Fu Yanjing held two red plum blossoms in his hands, one dried and one fresh, and stared with a smile at the elegant woman opposite him who had an old face and gray hair.
“Cough cough…cough cough”
As he watched, the man suddenly covered his mouth and started coughing violently.
Jiang Huan was startled and said quickly, "A Jing!"
Fu Yanjing's face turned even paler. He suppressed the urge to cough and swallowed the blood that was rising in his throat.
He smiled gently at Jiang Huan and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."
Looking at the man's pale and bloodless face, Jiang Huan's eyes were filled with tears.
She sat down next to Fu Yanjing, placed the teacup filled with tea in front of him, and said with a smile, "The tea is ready, Ah Jing, have a taste."
"good."
Fu Yanjing responded gently, picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea.
Just like before, he praised, "It smells good and tastes great."
As he spoke, endless regret and reluctance emerged in his heart.
It’s a pity that he will never be able to drink the tea brewed by Huanhuan again.
And he would never see his Huanhuan again.
The man's dark eyes were fixed on Jiang Huan's face, and a deep affection so strong that it could not be dissolved was condensed in his eyes.
Jiang Huan felt a deep sense of sadness in her heart, and she tried hard to raise the corners of her mouth into a bright and brilliant smile.
She knows everything and knows everything.
He couldn't bear to leave her, so how could she bear to leave him?
She tried to chuckle and said, "We are all old, what's so good about it."
Fu Yanjing's eyes were burning, as if he wanted to remember her appearance deeply in his heart until it was engraved into his soul.
Hearing Jiang Huan's words, he couldn't help but purse his lips and whispered.
"My wife is always the most beautiful. No one in the world can compare to her."
Jiang Huan couldn't help laughing when she heard this. She rolled her eyes at the man affectionately and said, "You're getting old now. You've learned to be smooth-talking."
He replied, "No, I'm speaking from the heart."
Jiang Huan's eyes were filled with smiles, and she responded with a doting and gentle "Yeah".
After looking for a while, Fu Yanjing reached out and pulled Jiang Huan's hand over and held it. He liked this intimate gesture of interlocking their fingers when he was young.
I have liked it all my life, and now that I am old, I still like it.
"Hanhuan, stay with me quietly for a while."
There was a hint of reluctance in the man's low tone.
He moved closer to Jiang Huan and hugged her waist, burying his head in her neck like he did when he was young. The posture was extremely charming and affectionate.
"Okay." Jiang Huan hugged the man tightly, her eyes soft.
A familiar fragrance that he loved so much wafted from his nostrils, and Fu Yanjing finally sighed with satisfaction.
He is very satisfied and happy in this life.
He has Huanhuan, and he has formed a family with her and they have a daughter.
They lived their lives happily and had almost no regrets.
The only regret is that human life is too short. He hasn't seen her enough, loved her enough, or been in love with her enough.
He is really becoming more and more greedy.
Fu Yanjing's lips curled slightly, and as he thought about it, his eyes, which were filled with deep affection and admiration for Jiang Huan, slowly closed.
I felt the force around my waist gradually loosen.
Jiang Huan was so grief-stricken that she couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.
Her hands around the man's waist suddenly tightened, her eyes suddenly turned red, and a tear fell uncontrollably from the corner of her eye.
"A Jing." Jiang Huan quickly turned her eyes to the man, her voice trembling, with obvious reluctance and discomfort in her tone.
Just when Jiang Huan's heart and eyes were filled with grief.
Fu Yanjing slowly opened his eyes, and he stretched out his right hand with difficulty to touch Jiang Huan's cheek.
Jiang Huan was delighted when she saw this, and quickly pulled his hand to her face.
The next moment, a man's low voice came to my ears, "Hanhuan, don't cry, I just fell asleep. I will be with you, forever and ever."
Jiang Huan's heart was instantly broken, and she resisted the urge to cry out loud.
After replying to the man with an "hmm", she continued speaking softly.
"Ah Jing, do you believe it? Do you believe that we can reincarnate and have an afterlife? Perhaps in some strange era a long time from now, we can still meet, get to know each other, and fall in love with each other."
Fu Yanjing listened quietly, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He said firmly, "I believe it."
He never believed in ghosts or gods, or in reincarnation after death.
But at this moment, he strongly hoped that they really could have an afterlife.
In the next life, he will meet her again, fall in love with her again, and be with her again.
This life is too short, he longs for her and his afterlife.
Jiang Huan curled her lips into a smile, leaned close to the man and kissed the corner of his lips.
With a bright smile, "Then let's make a promise and see each other in the next life, okay?"
"Okay, it's a deal."
"Hanhuan, wait for me. I will definitely come to find you in the next life."
"Um."
She and he held each other's fingers, and there was only each other in their eyes.
In this shimmering snow scene, in this garden of dazzling plum flowers.
Made a promise for the next life!
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