Chapter 178 Past Events Like Smoke



Ye Qiqi was so frightened that she took a step back.

She stammered, "I... I know. To be honest, I'm not sure I can cure your face. I just don't understand what your wife means, so I came here because she wants me to."

"roll."

Yan Lin uttered a single word.

The hatred in his heart was suddenly ignited, and a torrent of emotions and longing surged into his mind, like a vast river flowing a thousand miles.

Memories flooded my mind.

When they first met, she was as timid as a twisted rope, always clinging to him. Despite being incredibly strong, she pretended to be weak and helpless.

She smiled shyly and called out in a weak voice, "Yan Lin, help me carry it, I don't have the strength~~"

He thought she was a pampered girl.

She was also called Little Pink Banana by many people.

He felt a pang of sympathy, yet he was also captivated by her delicate beauty and completely believed her.

Women avoid him like the plague.

She replied, "What does it matter? I don't care about a man's looks."

He hid, she chased.

He thought she would give up, but unexpectedly she stepped into his sight and captured his heart...

They finally got married, finally came together.

Her extraordinary skills were on full display.

He was shocked, but she didn't seem to care.

This same powerful woman, when he was in danger, ventured deep into enemy territory to rescue him from his predicament, and even put her arms around his waist, saying, "I can't bear to see you suffer alone..."

She was the only one in the world who would feel heartache and pain upon seeing him suffer, and would overcome all difficulties to stand shoulder to shoulder with him through the boundless sea of ​​suffering.

That was a feeling he had never experienced in most of his life.

It's sweet, so sweet it goes right to your bones.

After returning from the lockdown, she always clung to him.

Despite being so capable and able to do everything, he simply can't cook.

As soon as she saw him come home, she shouted loudly:

"Yan Lin, I'm hungry. I haven't had your braised pork in ages. I'm so hungry for it. Hurry up and make it for me!"

"Yan Lin, how can there be something as delicious as dumplings in the world?"

"Yan Lin, you have to cook for me, for the rest of your life~~"

She ate with her mouth full of oil, and when she looked up, her crescent-shaped eyes sparkled like stars. He looked and looked, as if he couldn't get enough of her. Now, looking back, all the past events seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye.

He recalled the time they were investigated by the organization, when the two of them spent time together in the garden, often sitting in the backyard basking in the sun, her fingers tracing landscapes on his chest...

Yan Lin touched his chest.

He closed his eyes, thinking about each stroke of her fingers as she wrote, and suddenly realized that she had been repeatedly writing four words: Husband, I love you.

She was making a silent confession to him.

He never uttered a single word of love for her, never—

I used to think it was cheesy and not something a grown man should do.

He never had the chance to whisper a word in her ear again.

Yan Lin felt a sharp pain in his chest, a metallic taste in his throat, and his vision went black. He almost collapsed, but managed to steady himself by bracing himself against the stone house.

"Brother Yan, are you alright?"

Zou Xiaozhou and the others became anxious and stepped forward, but he brushed their hands away.

Ye Qiqi, who was about to leave, stopped in her tracks.

She felt an indescribable sadness, yet was defeated by her own powerlessness, her mouth filled with bitterness, unable to utter a single word.

Yan Lin closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

A scene from the past suddenly surfaced in my mind.

She dragged him to put anti-mold strips on the cabinets, to take inventory in the storage room, and told him to remember to change the water for the lucky bamboo every day and to change his underwear frequently... He didn't care at all at the time.

But now that I think about it, it seems she had a premonition that something bad was going to happen to her.

Finally, she said this:

"Of course. If I have to go out, you can't be careless or forget. Otherwise, if I find out you've been negligent, I'll get angry and ignore you."

"Okay, okay, I promise I won't forget."

I have to go out...

Why is she so uneasy about going out?

He completely ignored it.

Just treat it as an ordinary day.

puff--

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His vision went black, and his body collapsed like a mountain.

"Let me see, let me see..." Ye Qiqi stepped forward.

She took his pulse and hurriedly said to the person beside her, "He is so angry that his heart is in turmoil, and he hasn't eaten a single grain of rice. He's probably at his last gasp. We need to get him to the hospital for an IV drip, or he'll die."

As Yan Lin was being carried onto a stretcher and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, Ye Qiqi suddenly understood the true intention behind Xu Manzhi giving her such a thorny problem.

Xu Manzhi wasn't actually asking her to treat Yan Lin's face; rather, she was using this action to provoke Yan Lin and force him to release his pent-up emotions...

What a Xu Manzhi!

She really does anticipate everything and has everything in place.

Even though she had anticipated that Yan Lin would become withdrawn, she still rushed to deliver herself to his door, giving him a sharp prick at this critical juncture to awaken his emotions...

Ye Qiqi gave a bitter smile.

How could she possibly compare to such a prodigy?

There's probably no one else in the world like Xu Manzhi.

The next day.

The first thing Yan Lin looked at when he woke up was Ling Junye, who was guarding his bedside: "Take me to see her..."

Yes.

Since the discovery of the charred corpse in the forest garden and the receipt of the death report, he has never once looked at the charred corpse. He just sits in the stone house where he and Xu Manzhi had their wedding, holding the Thunder Cloud Pearl in a daze.

He seemed to think that as long as he didn't confront it, nothing had happened.

As long as he doesn't see, hear, or ask about her, his wife will still be alive.

However, Xu Manzhi's "funeral" was still held as usual, which was the last hope that the higher-ups had placed on her because of her status.

On the day of the funeral, not many people came to pay their respects.

Besides those familiar with Xu Manzhi, the Gu family also visited during that time, and there were no other unfamiliar faces.

The sentry was watching in vain.

When Ling Junye brought Yan Lin to the cemetery, Yan Lin took out a shovel from the car, dug up the newly filled soil, pried open the coffin, and took out the urn.

"Are you... are you crazy?" Ling Junye exploded.

He never expected Yan Lin to do something so crazy.

That's terrifying.

What does he want to do?

Yan Lin held the urn, his expression icy: "I've come to take Zhizhi home."

"..." Ling Junye.

I used to think my cousin was just a person with a strange way of thinking, but I didn't expect him to be quite perverted.

After the forest park was burned down, the military region planned to provide alternative housing.

But Yan Lin made a request: Please grant the organization's permission to rebuild Lin Garden and restore the courtyard to its original state, otherwise my wife will not be able to find her way home.

The people in the major military region were also speechless when they received the news.

Everyone is gone.

Is he waiting for the ghost to come home?

But the higher-ups didn't give a direct rejection, saying they would study it and give him a reply later.

Yan Lin wasn't in a hurry.

He stays in the dormitory every day.

Moreover, he didn't stay in a single room, but insisted on living in a shared dormitory. Every day when he went to sleep, he would place the urn next to his pillow and lie on his side facing the urn.

It didn't turn over all night.

My roommate, a fellow soldier, greets me daily with a little "fear of marriage" greeting.

Finally, the higher-ups couldn't hold out any longer. On the seventh day after Yan Lin moved into the dormitory, a group of leaders personally approached him and promised to rebuild Lin Garden.

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