Why did you leave? Why didn't you destroy me? Why should I be the exception?
An Yuan'er covered her face and squatted down. Why didn't he tell her his feelings sooner? Why did he have to silently endure loneliness alone?
Even in his death, all the blessings and good wishes in his last letter were for An Yuan'er.
Yi Chenli, why don't you be a little selfish and ask for something for yourself?
You only had so little, why did you give it all to me? If you gave it all to me, what would you have left? An Yuan'er had so many questions she wanted to ask Yi Chenli, but now, Yi Chenli was lying in a coffin, and there was no way to give her the answers anymore.
Without An Yuan'er, Yi Chenli could have achieved his ultimate success through his own methods, using killing and power. It was because of her that he engaged in disaster relief. It was because of her that he tempered his sharpness and chose the path least suited to him.
At this moment, An Yuan'er felt that she was the biggest bastard and the culprit who had harmed Yi Chenli.
In truth, Yi Chenli didn't lose. When he wrote the letter, he certainly didn't know that he had died protecting her from an arrow. That big idiot, did he really think he was an invincible god? An Yuan'er would rather die herself than let him die.
Seeing An Yuan'er crying like this, Li Gui couldn't bear it and advised, "Miss An, if the master sees you crying like this, he'll be reluctant to let you go. I think the master is like that; as long as he sees you happy, he'll be happy too."
An Yuan'er had just wiped away her tears, but they immediately started flowing again.
An Yuan'er really didn't know how she could be happy without Yi Chenli.
She carefully put the envelope away and set it aside. Then she opened the other two boxes.
Inside the box on the left were thick land deeds and silver notes. An Yuan'er opened the ledger and saw a long string of astronomical figures, numbers she had never dared to even dream of.
Yi Chenli said he would give all these assets to her as her dowry. What a fool! He's preparing the wealth of an entire country as her dowry.
But he never knew that An Yuan'er didn't need these dowries. All she ever wanted was to marry the person she loved most. And the person she loved most, from beginning to end, was only that boy in the wheelchair.
Perhaps in the eyes of the world, Yi Chenli has too many flaws and shortcomings, but in An Yuan'er's heart, he has always been the best. He is the man she has wanted to marry since she was a child, but sadly, she can never marry him again.
The box on the right was larger, and An Yuan'er opened it as well.
The contents of this box brought An Yuan'er to tears once again. An Yuan'er finally understood why Li Gui had said that the contents of this box were Yi Chenli's most cherished possessions.
This box contains everything that shows An Yuan'er's growth.
Inside were paintings An Yuan'er had drawn for Yi Chenli, those childlike and adorable drawings from their childhood. They had first met through these paintings. The paintings were very well preserved; after all these years, there wasn't a single stain on the paper.
And her calligraphy practice sheets were collected one by one. From the characters on the paper, it can be seen that the girl's handwriting went from being crooked and messy at first, to becoming more and more like Yi Chenli's handwriting, which was taught to her stroke by stroke by Yi Chenli.
The box also contained many trinkets that An Yuan'er had liked for a while, but Yi Chenli still collected them even though she no longer liked them.
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