My husband is cold and heartless, we are reborn and divorced

The other hand scratched her eyelashes.

soft……

"Hmm..." Jiang Wan wrinkled his nose and turned over.

Seeing that she had left some space for him, Fu Yan couldn't help but clench his raised hand into a fist.

It’s quite... cute.

He turned off the light and slowly lay down.

Jiang Wan could feel the movement around her, but her eyelids were too heavy for her to open, and she slowly fell into a deep sleep.

“It hurts…”

"Wake up, Jiang Wan, don't sleep..." The whispers in my ears echoed over and over again, "Jiang Wan, don't sleep..."

“It hurts…”

His squinting eyes slowly opened, and he smelled a rusty smell in his nostrils. Jiang Wan held his arm in front of his chest, "Fu Yan..."

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, there were already some wrinkles on his face, but his eyes were still the same as when Jiang Wan first saw him.

"Jiang Wan, talk." Fu Yan hugged her.

Jiang Wan's chest really hurt, "I feel like I'm going to die."

"No." Fu Yan held her hand, his lips trembling, "I won't die."

"Fu Yan, actually... the first time I met you was not at your wedding."

There were chaotic sounds of insects outside the cave, and Jiang Wan's intermittent voice was heard.

"The first time I saw you was in the Martial God Temple. I was bullied by Jiang Ying and fell to the ground. You came out to defend me. You must not remember..."

"I... remember." Fu Yan touched Jiang Wan's ear. There was a small scar behind it.

"You, remember?"

"I always remember."

When Fu Yan saw Jiang Wan for the first time, he felt that she was very familiar.

He rescued her and applied medicine to the scrape on her hand and behind her ear.

He had sung that song to her, but she didn't seem to have heard it.

Fu Yan knew that she was not herself.

"I thought you didn't remember me, Fu Yan. Did you really agree to the marriage granted by the emperor just because it was fate that could not be violated?"

The last thing a dying person wants is regrets.

At this moment, I am not seeking survival, but seeking a peaceful death.

"Jiang Wan, let's go out together."

"Fu Yan, answer me, what is this for?" Jiang Wan squeezed his hand tightly, "What is this for? Fu Yan..."

"Hiss..." Fu Yan suddenly frowned.

Jiang Wan felt a wetness in her palms and she lowered her eyes.

Bright red blood flowed out from between the fingers holding Fu Yan's wrist.

"You, when did you get hurt?" She quickly let go of Fu Yan's hand. "Weren't you fine before? When did you get hurt? Were you injured by them with a knife?"

Fu Yan retracted his hand and said, "I'm fine, just a little skin broken."

Jiang Wan looked at the blood on his palms, "So much blood..."

"It's not that much. It's your blood. You were bleeding again when I changed the cloth just now."

Jiang Wan looked at him doubtfully, "How is that possible? I don't feel anything at all."

"Really." Fu Yan pinched her ear, "Because you fell asleep."

"Fu Yan, I'm really going to die..."

"Will not....."

Fu Yan looked at the person in front of him. It was clear that he was talking to him just a moment ago.

When he looked again, she had closed her eyes. He touched her face, "Jiang Wan..."

His fingertips trembled and reached between her nose and lips.

"Jiang Wan..." His eyes were dyed blood red, his palms were clenched tightly, and blood flowed out from his wrists.

"Jiang Wan... let's go back together."

"I'll tell you when we get back... I'll tell you whatever you want to hear, okay? I'll tell you everything, and we'll go back together."

There was a dull pain and a stabbing pain in my heart.

"I won't marry again."

Jiang Wan, you are my only wife.

It felt like there was a stone stuffed in my chest, heavy and stuffy, making it hard to breathe.

"don't want....."

"Jiang Wan..."

The sweat on Fu Yan's forehead dripped down along the hair sticking to his temples.

He suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

My chest feels stuffy and I can't breathe...

Fu Yan touched his chest...

"..."

Yes, what?

Fu Yan lowered his eyes and saw Jiang Wan's legs.

"what......"

Fu Yan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and let out a muffled laugh.

'You sleep outside, I sleep inside, and no one is allowed to cross the line.'

Fu Yan held her legs, his palms still sweaty.

"you really......"

Fu Yan put her legs back.

He leaned half of his body against her side, looking at her blushing cheeks from her sleep.

"Jiang Wan, I'm glad you're here."

Fu Yan recalled everything in his dream.

Temple of the God of War?

It turns out that I liked her in my previous life as well.

Fu Yan thought of the song he had sung to Jiang Wan.

But Jiang Wan said he had never heard of it.

He covered her with the quilt and got out of bed.

Sui Lin was half asleep when he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right.

I opened my eyes dazedly and saw...

"Ah! Sir!?"

He shot up from the bed, "Is this a dream? Why, next to my bed?"

Fu Yan: "......"

Sui Lin put his hand in front of Fu Yan and waved it.

"It's really a dream..."

Fu Yan: "......"

"Have you shaken enough?"

"Ah! Really!"

Sui Lin knelt down and kowtowed, "Master, I was confused in my sleep, please forgive me."

"come out."

Fu Yan said this and walked out.

Sui Lin looked at the back figure walking towards the door, touched his heart, and was so scared that he missed two beats.

Not daring to delay any longer, he just grabbed a coat, put it on and ran out.

"Is there anything wrong, sir?"

Fu Yan turned his back to Sui Lin, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

"I asked you to look up the source of that song in Jiangnan before, and you said no one knew?"

"Yes, no one knew about it at that time." Sui Lin suddenly remembered something, "Although you asked me to check only in Jiangnan at that time, I wondered if people from other places went to Jiangnan to sing. It happened that several officials went to Jiangnan during that period, so I checked them together, but there was nothing."

Fu Yan looked at Sui Lin, "Which official is this?"

Sui Lin said: "They are from Shangjing, and they happen to be... the Su family."

Fu Yan's pupils shrank. Su family?

Su Liqing?

"Have you checked carefully?"

Sui Lin could tell that Fu Yan was already suspicious of that matter...

"I checked carefully at the time, so I was still shocked when I heard that Miss Su could sing, but..."

Sui Lin looked over at him, his eyes a little hesitant, "Master, is the Madam treating you differently today?"

Fu Yan glanced at him indifferently and said, "Speak."

Sui Lin closed his eyes and said, "I was originally going to tell my wife this, I..."

Fu Yan stood aside without moving, his eyes gradually turned cold, "What?"