Luo Ran'er's expression dimmed, and she said softly, "Let's go!"
Her mother breathed a sigh of relief and then quickly took her to see the new tactile paving for the visually impaired.
From now on, Luo Ran'er will have to learn to live like a blind person, and the colorful and vibrant world will no longer be hers.
Many nights, Luo Ran'er regretted why she had provoked Wen Mo. If she hadn't, would her life have been different?
Does this mean she can be with Chunyu Xunfeng?
Unfortunately, there aren't that many "what ifs" in the world; everyone can only seize the present.
...
Later, because of Mingxiu, Linghulan paid attention to Bei Yusheng.
When he woke up, he had no memory of a girl named Mingxiu in his life. Instead, he was deeply in love with his manager. After dating for seven years, he successfully proposed and got married. On their wedding day, the two of them planted a wisteria tree in the courtyard of their mansion.
The scene of planting the tree was exposed online, and everyone blessed the couple, saying how romantic it was that a love tree was there to witness their love.
Looking at the pictures circulating online, Linghu Lan knew that everything was preordained by fate.
That night.
Linghu Lan and Ming Hong appeared in Bei Yusheng's mansion. Ming Hong had promised Ming Xiu years ago that he would personally send her into reincarnation.
With a wave of his hand, Ming Hong caused the wisteria flower plaque on Bei Yusheng's chest to fly up. On it was a small wisteria sapling. It is said that Bei Yusheng planted a wisteria tree with his wife because he felt that he had a special connection with wisteria.
Ming Hong reached out and took out the sapling that had been nurtured to a golden hue, turned around and went into the courtyard, placing it among the wisteria trees that Bei Yusheng and his wife had planted themselves.
From now on, this tree will become Mingxiu's true form. Mingxiu, who has transformed into a sapling, will forget her past life and begin her demonic life anew.
Linghu Lan watched as Ming Hong solemnly completed these tasks and whispered, "Has their ill-fated relationship come to an end?"
"It's over. Bei Yusheng and his destined partner have united in this life. His partner will let go of her resentment, and their fate will end here. From now on, they will not interfere with each other. Bei Yusheng owes Mingxiu a face and burned her essence. He and his wife will give Mingxiu a new body, and this debt will be settled. From now on, the three of them will owe each other nothing. Whether they will be able to meet again in the future depends on fate."
Linghu Lan nodded. "That suits Mingxiu's wish. Her wish is to be a carefree flower fairy. After Bei Yusheng dies and she enters reincarnation, she'll probably still be a wisteria flower, right?"
"It is estimated that it will take another three hundred years before she can take human form again. By then, Bei Yusheng will have reincarnated countless times. It is too far in the future for me to calculate."
Linghu Lan and Ming Hong walked and talked, casually mentioning things about the underworld.
In the courtyard, the newly planted wisteria slowly unfurled its leaves, looking much more vibrant.
The sky was filled with countless stars, and the wind blew through the wisteria trees, creating a serene and beautiful scene.
Inside the room, Bei Yusheng was still fast asleep, holding his wife in his arms. In his dream, he seemed to see a girl saying goodbye to him.
"I'm leaving!" the girl said with a smile.
Bei Yusheng couldn't take the girl's face seriously, but he instinctively felt that she was the most important person in his life. He waved his hand, and then reached out again, trying to hold her, but in vain he only managed to grab a handful of flower petals.
Flowers fall, people are speechless; parting wounds both places.
When I woke up, my face was already covered in tears.
"What's wrong with you?" his wife asked in surprise.
Bei Yusheng looked at the person in front of her and said, "I dreamt that you left me. It startled me."
Bei Yusheng held his wife tightly, unable to distinguish between dream and reality.
His wife smiled and hugged him back.
Time passes silently, without a sound.
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