By the time Su Ting found out about this, her child had already been sentenced to prison.
"The Duan family is in complete chaos; it probably won't be long before things fall apart," Si Lu said, touching Ning Qingyao's face.
After two whole months of effort, Ning Qingyao no longer rejected his advances.
Si Lu suddenly reached out and pulled the person into his arms.
"I should have kept you by my side in the first place."
He buried his face in Ning Qingyao's neck, tears falling slowly.
"Don't cry." Ning Qingyao gently kissed the area below his eyes, wiping away his tears. "Smile."
She grinned.
A smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Her face was disfigured.
But in Si Lu's eyes, she was still beautiful, as radiant as she had been that year.
Six months later, Ning Qingyao died in Si Lu's arms.
A satisfied smile graced her face as she tightly gripped Si Lu's hand, but gradually loosened her grip.
In the last month, she seemed to regain some of her senses and would always look at Si Lu with longing.
His eyes were filled with reluctance.
"Si Lu, if there is an afterlife, please come find me earlier, okay?" Ning Qingyao nestled in Si Lu's arms, her voice barely audible.
“Okay.” Si Lu nodded heavily. His eyes were red, but he stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.
"From now on, I'll find a woman and live a good life. I can't be with you in this life, but I'll make it up to you in the next."
"Okay, I'll wait."
"Si Lu... thank you..." Thank you for allowing her to find love in the final moments of her life—the body in her arms went limp.
Si Lu's tears broke down at that moment.
Si Lu never remarried throughout his life, and in his later years he devoted all his energy to charity.
It has helped so many people...
He passed away in his sleep, without pain or feeling. But when he opened his eyes, he found himself reborn in his younger days.
"We need to go find Qingyao."
He would never miss her again in his life.
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