Huo Yunting looked at the handwritten letter Song Xingwan left him over and over again. Memories flooded back, and a deep sense of guilt, like salty seawater, completely overwhelmed him in the dark and hopeless prison.
The cell was unlocked, but he refused to step out until they met again many years later, when he was given a new lease on life.
"Third Brother, I still have a chance, right?"
After a long while, Huo Yunting finally opened the bathroom door and asked in a hoarse voice.
"right."
Qin Beiming patted his shoulder lightly and said in a deep voice:
"The fact that she still harbors resentment towards you proves that she has never truly let go. Only when you care and are concerned can resentment and hatred arise."
"No matter how long it takes, I will definitely win her back, I definitely will."
As Huo Yunting spoke, he did not pester Qin Beiming to ask about Song Xingwan's whereabouts. Instead, he carefully put away Song Xingwan's handwritten letter, pretended that nothing had happened, and strode out of the bathroom.
He had to pull himself together as soon as possible. He hadn't yet repaid the debt of love he owed Song Xingwan in this lifetime. How could he have the right to be depressed and live a life of debauchery?
After a long silence, Huo Yunting finally mustered up his courage and spoke to Qin Beiming:
"Third Brother, I'd like to stay here, is that alright?"
"This is the key. Mo Mo asked me to give it to you." Qin Beiming then handed the key to No. 2 Taoli Street to Huo Yunting.
A cute plush white rabbit hangs on the keychain, much like the innocent and naive Song Xingwan.
"Thanks."
Huo Yunting recognized the key as the one Song Xingwan had used at a glance, and felt a sharp pain in his heart the moment he took it.
...
On the other side, Ling Mo and Zhan Hanjue had just arrived at the station when they saw Shi Yi jumping high in the crowd from afar.
"Uncle, cousin! We're here."
Shi Yi wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, and excitedly arrived in front of Ling Mo and Zhan Hanjue.
The next moment, he awkwardly tugged at the corner of his shirt to wipe his sweaty hands, then carefully grasped Ling Mo's hand, his eyes brimming with tears, and said:
"Cousin, it's been several months since I last saw you, and you've grown quite a bit taller. But why have you lost weight? Are you not used to living in the city?"
"..."
Ling Mo stared coldly at Shi Yi, his mind filled with the hideous image of him and Ling Tian conspiring to harm her before his rebirth.
She was somewhat confused; how could someone be so heartless?
In her past life, how many times did she save him in the Super God Arena?
She confided in him wholeheartedly, simply because he was her cousin.
But for Ling Tian's sake, he didn't hesitate to point the knife at her forehead.
A cousin like that is better off without.
"Cousin, I heard you're dating Mr. Qin from the Qin Group. Is he good to you?"
"Um."
Ling Mo nodded politely, walked past him without glancing at him, and went straight to Liu Guifen, who was being helped over by Shi Huan and Zhu Yanyan.
"Grandma, you must be tired from your long journey."
She gripped Liu Guifen's hand tightly, a faint smile suddenly appearing on her usually cool face.
"My child, let Grandma take a good look at you." Liu Guifen rubbed her eyes, looked at Ling Mo, who was neatly dressed and had a noble demeanor, and was moved to tears.
Clearly, Ling Mo's current state is vastly different from before.
Now, she not only smiles, but even her once stern eyes have softened considerably.
"Mom, you must have had a long and tiring journey."
Zhan Hanjue quickly took the luggage from Shi Xing and warmly welcomed them into the car.
"You're Luo Lin?"
Prior to this, Liu Guifen knew very little about Zhan Hanjue, and even harbored some resentment towards the man for failing to protect her daughter.
"I am Luo Lin. All these years, I have been searching for your whereabouts. It's just a pity that I left too soon back then, and when I returned to Linjiang, A Ying was no longer there."
"Brother-in-law, please accept my condolences. We know you've had a tough time these past few years," Shi Xing said with a smile, then shoved Shi Huan, who was hiding behind him, to make him call out.
Shi Huan glanced timidly at the tall Zhan Hanjue, pursed her lips, and after a long while, finally mustered the courage to greet him:
"Hello, Uncle."
As soon as she finished speaking, her face flushed with shyness, and she buried her face in Zhu Yanyan's arms.
"How old is this girl this year? She looks a bit younger than Momo."
Zhan Hanjue looked at the shy Shi Huan, but in his heart he was thinking about what kind of life Ling Mo lived when he was as young as Shi Huan.
Clearly, Shi Huan is lucky.
Growing up in an environment where both parents are alive, and being shy and timid like an ordinary girl, suggests that she grew up carefree under the protection of her elders.
Zhu Yanyan shoved the hesitant Shi Huan, muttered "pathetic" under her breath, then flashed a bright, chrysanthemum-like smile and softly replied:
"This girl just turned fifteen. She usually performs very well and is good at singing and dancing. Last month, she won the gold medal in the dance competition in our county. Right now, she's probably feeling a bit dizzy and out of sorts."
When Zhu Yanyan spoke with Zhan Hanjue, her soul seemed to float outside her body. Every step she took felt like walking on cotton, light and ethereal, like a dream.
Before this, she had never seen such a handsome man with such mature masculine charm.
At this moment, upon seeing the elegant Zhan Hanjue, she was naturally captivated.
Shi Xing glared at his wife, secretly cursing Zhu Yanyan, that shameless and wanton woman. He wasn't even dead yet, and she dared to flirt with Zhan Hanjue right in front of him.
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