Mr. Li, my wife kneels down and begs to be kicked out.

After Luo Yuxi was cremated, there was no complicated funeral ceremony. She was just put into a small urn - the final destination of all people's lives.

Li Nuanyang hugged her urn, no longer crying bitterly at the beginning, and finally became much calmer.

He asked Li Hanchuan, "Brother, since Xiaoxi is my wife, can I bury her in our Li family cemetery?"

Li Hanchuan nodded in agreement without hesitation, "Since Su Su and I have drank the tea she offered, she is naturally a member of our Li family, and she should be buried in the cemetery of our Li family."

Li Nuanyang burst into tears immediately. He always tried hard to smile and face Luo Yuxi's departure with a smile.

But how can others understand that kind of heart-breaking pain?

Li Hanchuan followed his gaze and landed on the small box, with thousands of thoughts in his mind.

He hesitated for a moment before saying: "Xiaoxi is an only child. Her parents are white-haired and black-haired. In the future..."

"I will take good care of her parents on Xiaoxi's behalf."

Li Nuanyang's answer was so firm. He hugged the urn tightly, as if he was afraid that the sleeping person would bump into it again because of his negligence.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to see such a sad scene. With tears in her eyes, she consoled her with choked sobs: "The deceased is gone, and the living must continue to live a good life in the future. Senior sister, I must also hope that you can be happy." Live happily."

But this kind of truth always seems so insignificant when facing life, separation and death.

Li Nuanyang nodded gently and did not make any other response.

He held Luo Yuxi's ashes, sat on the helicopter, looked at the white clouds passing by outside the window, and just whispered, "Xiaoxi, we are going home."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the plane that gradually disappeared from sight, and his whole body went limp.

Because she had just recovered from a serious illness, she rushed all night to London, and because of Luo Yuxi's death, she had not had a good rest in the past few days, and she was almost exhausted.

After a while, she fainted.

Li Hanchuan was so frightened that his face turned livid, as if he had lost his soul. He carried her back to the hotel, not daring to neglect even a second.

It wasn't until the accompanying doctor made an examination and said that Su Xiaoxiao had fainted just from being too tired that he felt relieved.

When Su Xiaoxiao woke up again, it was already evening two days later.

The couple were walking on the streets of London, watching the strangers coming and going, and suddenly felt a little emotional in their hearts.

In this life, no one knows where his or her end will be. The length of life cannot be controlled by oneself. In the face of life, everyone is equal after all.

And throughout life, people are always desperately chasing those external things, such as fame, wealth, power, status... But they don't know that living is more important than anything else.

The two sat down on the promenade by the river. The winter wind was biting, but it also made people particularly sober.

Li Hanchuan opened his coat, let Su Xiaoxiao lean on his arms, and rubbed her hands tightly in his palms to resist all the coldness.

A thin layer of ice has formed on the river, making it a bit more gorgeous under the illumination of street lights.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly looked up at the man in front of him and asked, "Hanchuan, have you ever had any regrets?"

Li Hanchuan carefully recalled that his life had always been smooth sailing. Except... that incident seven years ago.

He thought that if he could have discovered the truth of what happened earlier, he might not have had a chance to mend his relationship with Xu Hong, nor would he and Gao Zhirou reach the point of no return.

But if this wasn't the case, how could he have met Su Xiaoxiao? Now, I'm afraid it's another situation, right?

He answered calmly, "Maybe! It's just a little regretful. It's already destined to be irreparable."

Su Xiaoxiao seemed to understand something from his eyes.

She held his hand tightly, "We may not be able to make up for the past. But in the future, we can try to make ourselves have as few regrets as possible."

"Ah."

Li Hanchuan rubbed the woman's hands again and pulled the coat on her body, his eyes filled with endless tenderness.

"Then do you have any regrets?" the man suddenly asked.

Su Xiaoxiao thought about it carefully. Although her life was not so satisfactory, she had a mother who loved her, a best friend who regarded her as a sister, and a man beside her who loved her.

Fortunately, everyone she cares about is here. So, her life should be complete, right?

After Su Xiaoxiao thought for a while, he shook his head uncertainly and said, "Probably... no?"

Li Hanchuan suddenly reminded: "When we got married, we just got the marriage certificate in a hurry. There were no wedding photos, no proposal ceremony, and no wedding. Don't you feel regretful?"

Su Xiaoxiao paused for a moment before thinking of these subtleties.

Ever since she fell in love with Li Nuanyang, ever since she was young, she began to fantasize about love and marriage.

She even thought about what kind of occasion the person who loved her would propose to her, what kind of confession he would say, and even what color wedding dress to wear during the wedding, whether it was Chinese or Western style, she had thought about it one by one. Longing.

But later, she was forced to testify against Li Hanchuan, and all her longing for marriage was instantly turned into a bubble.

Until now, her relationship with Li Hanchuan has been a matter of course. It seems that those longings are a bit redundant, or they have put the cart before the horse.

But will it be a regret?

"meeting!"

Su Xiaoxiao answered seriously, his eyes suddenly showing a bit of disappointment.

"What I want is a lifelong love between two people. Naturally, I have also fantasized about what every important moment in life will be like. Whether it is a proposal or marriage, of course I also hope that I can tell the person standing next to me loudly. The person opposite, I do!"

"But..." Thinking of the bumpy journey she and Li Hanchuan had now, and the regret that Li Nuanyang and Luo Yuxi couldn't stay together, she laughed again.

She looked at the man close by with a smile from the corner of her eyes, "Compared to staying together forever, my beloved family, friends, and lover can all be by my side, so these regrets are not regrets."

Li Hanchuan smiled in agreement, his eyes falling on their intertwined hands, and he suddenly realized that he owed Su Xiaoxiao a lot.

Perhaps those scenes that are not worth mentioning or unimportant in the eyes of men are actually the knots in women's hearts that they are proud of throughout their lives or cannot let go of.

There were some regrets that he might not be able to make up for anymore, but there were some regrets that he still had time to make those regrets come true.