This villain is really like the hero

Chapter 582 White Moonlight (Extra)

Yan Ruo and Qi Lin are together forever.

Regardless of whether Qi Lin's mental illness was cured or not, at least with Yan Ruo's company, he never let his emotions fall into a dead end.

The two love each other for a lifetime, and their story has also made many people who were frustrated and lost trust in love regain their confidence and bravely pursue what they love.

It can be said that the CP fans of the two people are no longer limited to the internal staff of the company.

After a hundred years, they passed away with their front and back feet and joined together in the same grave.

The love of "born in the same quilt, and died in the same hole" has been created into beautiful novel stories by many literati, which has aroused the envy and touch of the public.

……

Mo Xiangrong lived longer than the two of them.

After the new tomb was cast, he looked at the two epitaphs above and said nothing for a long time.

——If time could be turned back, I would like to go back to the beginning and change a five-year contract to life after life.

——When I was young and frivolous, I mistook family affection for love, and only later did I realize that the only person I have loved in my life is my husband.

Apparently, the first paragraph was requested by his brother, while the second paragraph was requested by his sister-in-law.

He still remembered that when his brother heard his sister-in-law say such a sentence before his death, he was very happy.

But for Mo Xiangrong, this sentence almost made him feel suffocated.

"It turns out that love is deeply rooted, and I have been unable to court. I am the only one suffering from nightmares. You have always regarded me as your elder brother, but you have never loved me." Mo Xiangrong's old face was full of sadness, "It's ridiculous that I once I resent my elder brother for taking what others like, and now I realize that I have always been an outsider..."

What was right and wrong in the past, now that the person has passed away, it is naturally difficult to tell right from wrong.

Mo Xiangrong is also at the end of his life, and he knows that if he spends the rest of his life trapped in the established past, it will be a waste of time.

After the worship, Mo Xiangrong regained his previous open-mindedness and cherished every inch of his life.

However, in the past years, he would always inexplicably dream about that period of love when he was young, and sometimes when he woke up from the dream and thought about it, he still felt empty in his heart and a little bit lost.But after seeing those two epitaphs, he never dreamed of the past again.

Maybe it's letting go, maybe it's also accepting fate.

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When Yan Ruo returned to the Nine Heavens, she also spent a lot of effort to calm herself down.

The more worlds you experience, the more complicated your memories will be.

If it weren't for Yan Ruo's strong consciousness as a god, as an ordinary person who has experienced so many different lives, he may not have erased his memory, and he might have collapsed already.

The separation at the end of each world's lifespan is heartbreaking, but fortunately Yan Ruo knows that their separation is only temporary, just for a better reunion next time.

"Congratulations to Yan Meiren for completing another mission~ This is the seventh mission that has been completed, Yan Meiren, you are really amazing~"

Yan Ruo: "Okay, don't waste time, let's go to the next task."

She couldn't wait to have a new reunion with Qi Lin.

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"Great God of Light, your believers will always regard you as their faith and never abandon you!"

"Gods above, your most devout believer prays for your mercy, and bless our family to be safe and sound!"

"The gods bless you, and you will follow them to the death. Keep your faith and never forget your heart."

"The only thing you want in your heart is light, and the only way to persevere in this life is to stick to the light!"

……

Noisy voices came from all directions, even though Yan Ruo didn't understand anything, she could still feel piety and respect from such voices.

(End of this chapter)