Chapter 106: Letter to My Wife (14)

Jiang Shiyue sighed with regret. Her voice was slow and every word was clear: "My dear Huanniang, I bid you farewell with this book. We first met when we were young. You are the only one in my life. Our country is destroyed and my family is ruined. People in the world will despise me for being a coward. I will never be with you in this life. I will sacrifice my life for the sake of my country and mountains and rivers. I only hope that Huanniang, my dear, will be healthy..."

Jiang Shiyue paused and sighed with regret: "It's a pity that I only recognized a few sentences from it. I'm sure the whole text is even more touching."

At this moment, Miss Cheng's face was already in tears. She squatted on the ground, covering her face and crying, as if it was the first time she knew how to cry, and could only vent something silently with tears.

It was a long, long time, so long that it seemed like a century had passed.

Miss Cheng slowly raised her head, her figure even began to become thinner, and countless scattered mental powers were quietly flying.

She took off a twisted silver bracelet from her slender wrist.

Then she took Jiang Shiyue's hand and gently buckled the bracelet into her wrist. Miss Cheng's voice was a little hoarse: "I thought I would never be willing to give up, but thank you for untying my heart. For me, life is not happy, and death is not afraid. A hundred years is short, and it's nothing but love. But my gratitude is beyond words, but I have nothing now, so I can only give you this gift."

The moment she put it on again, Jiang Shiyue suddenly felt an unprecedented amount of mental power surrounding her, which made her stand there in a daze for a moment.

This is the power of mental space.

The obsession is too deep.

Miss Cheng used her mental power to create an infinite looping world.

At this moment, she gave this spiritual space to Jiang Shiyue.

Miss Cheng smiled gently at her. After losing the spiritual space, her figure became increasingly blurred, but one could still feel her smile of relief.

She looked at Jiang Shiyue with a smile, and her gentle smile was as fresh as the dewdrops on a rose in March.

Countless firefly-like points of light were flying around, laughing, and there was a faint song in my ears: "My lover looks at the lotus, the lotus is full of love, I embroidered a bunch of twin lotuses, I wish to grow old with my lover."

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The light was so dazzling that Jiang Shiyue subconsciously closed her eyes until the light in front of her eyes finally dimmed slowly. When she opened her eyes,

she found herself still in that bedroom, the bedroom with a bunk bed with mortise and tenon structure.

The air smelled slightly of mothballs, damp but very pleasant.

At this moment, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

There was a loud creaking sound; the other party was very strong and seemed to be in a hurry.

The door was opened...

When their eyes met, it was a glance that lasted for a thousand years.

Jiang Shiyue saw Fu Qinghan standing in front of him.

She was a little dazed, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the open door. She saw the square sky, the sun was shining brightly, and the years were peaceful.

Everything changes suddenly.

Jiang Shiyue smiled brightly, revealing a row of neat little white teeth. She said briskly, "It's been a long time since we last met. I miss you so much. I suddenly feel like we are meeting old friends again."

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"Ten minutes." Fu Qinghan spoke lightly, speaking only three words sparingly.

Jiang Shiyue understood that only ten minutes had passed in the world outside the loop space.

(End of this chapter)