Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Some things, in fact, do not depend on whether you believe it or not, but on whether you are willing to do it.

If you want it, it is true.

Lan Chu is very willing now.

She is willing to believe in the afterlife, and is willing to believe that she and the person she missed will be able to meet again and know each other in the next life.

She is waiting.

She was no longer afraid.

Because what we are rushing to is not the end, but the starting point of next life.

Lan Chu lived a peaceful life for the next three days.

Occasionally I would talk to Gu Yunxi, but more often than not, I would sleep.

On the third night, Lan Chu's consciousness began to become blurred.

She knew that her time had come.

"Xiao Yuanzi, I suddenly want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Can you help me check if there is any in the kitchen?"

"Okay." Xiao Yuanzi smiled at her and left.

Lan Chu held Gu Yunxi's hand. She actually had no strength left, but she still tried to hold Gu Yunxi's hand tightly.

"Xixi, mom is not worried about you. You have Ah Chu, Xiao Lingdang and Wenshu by your side. In the future, you will also have Qinian and Xiao Xuanzi."

"They will come back, Mom knows, they will come back for you."

"Don't get hung up on it, and don't make it hard on yourself. Just keep living your life and you'll know how you want to live your life."

"Mom, there's only one person I'm worried about."

Lan Chu looked at Gu Yunxi, his eyes began to become blurred, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

She couldn't even see her daughter's face clearly.

"Xixi, please save him..."

"Mom, I can't save him. I really can't save him, Mom, I'm sorry." Gu Yunxi pressed her withered hand on her face, and tears accidentally rolled down the back of her hand.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Lan Chu couldn't help but let the tears slide down the corners of her eyes.

"Mom knows, I know... I know everything. No one... can save him..."

She sighed.

Nothing more was said.

Xiao Yuanzi came back soon. He squatted beside the bed, held Lan Chu's hand, and smiled gently: "Sir, there is no osmanthus cake in the kitchen. People here don't like it. It doesn't matter. I will make it for you later."

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you. I'll make anything."

"Not anymore, sir. Can you be patient for a while longer?"

Lan Chu blinked and gestured weakly with his fingertips in his hand.

Now, she doesn't even have the strength to nod.

"Yuan Zi..."

"My Lord, you must remember not to drink Meng Po soup, otherwise, I'm afraid you will forget the dumplings."

Xiao Yuanzi stretched out her hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally her fingertips fell on Lan Chu's face.

This was the first and last time in his life that he touched an adult's face.

Cherish it very much, value it very much, and care about it very much.

"Sir, do you still remember the place where we first met? I don't know why, but when I stepped onto that bridge that day, it seemed as if there was a force guiding me."

"Later, I often thought that it must be God's mercy on me that led me to the bridge."

"Sir, in your next life, no matter when, as long as you see a bridge, you can go up and take a walk, okay? Go up and take a look. Maybe Yuanzi is standing on the bridge, waiting for you all the time."

"If I can't wait, I will keep waiting, and waiting, and waiting..."

Xiao Yuanzi closed her eyes, held her hand tightly, and forced back the two tears that were about to burst out.

"I will definitely wait for you, my lord. Ten years, twenty years, fifty years. A lifetime, ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes, I will stand on the bridge until I wait for you, my lord!"