Who would raise a villain as a wife?

"Don't make trouble, you are sick and need to be treated in the hospital." He Yunjing coaxed Shen Li gently as always, but this time Shen Li didn't want to listen to him.

Shen Li shook his head weakly, "Brother, I want to go home. Take me home and take care of me one last time, okay?"

He Yunjing remained silent. He could not agree to Shen Li's request. Shen Li was only fifty-six years old. He should not give up like this, especially because of him.

Shen Li cried, holding He Yunjing's hand against her cheek, "You can't always be with me, brother! You are sure that I don't want me to commit suicide, right?"

Shen Li's words hit He Yunjing's heart like a heavy hammer. The pain was overwhelming. He looked at Shen Li pleadingly, "Don't be like this, Ali, you know..."

"I know, I know everything, that's why I can't keep you forever, I will die sooner or later. Brother! Mom and Dad are gone, I have no regrets in this life."

Shen Li cried, tears falling one by one, "Brother, I thought about it when I was forty, but I didn't dare. My parents love me so much, I'm afraid they will be sad when I'm gone. Brother! Can you help me? Don't let me keep getting older!"

He Yunjing's heart was aching all the time. He didn't know why Shen Li in this world was so persistent.

Perhaps he brought Shen Li the happiest life. Because she felt this happiness, Shen Li's love was no longer simply about wanting to tie him down and monopolize him, but about wanting to let him go at the last moment with the most beautiful memories.

He Yunjing closed his eyes in pain, and finally chose to take Shen Li back home.

The small courtyard in the countryside is full of the breath of life.

He Yunjing held Shen Li in his arms as he sat in a rocking chair. From the terrace on the second floor, they could clearly see the roses blooming in the yard. They were gorgeous and beautiful, just like what was written in a fairy tale, carrying many beautiful emotions.

Shen Li leaned her head in He Yunjing's arms, her fingers falling on the bud of the small leaf.

His voice was very low, and he had no strength left. "I probably won't be able to see the little leaf bloom."

"You will see."

He Yunjing held his hand, and together with Shen Li's hand, they fell on the small flower bud, "If you can't see it in this world, go to the next world. If the next world doesn't work, there is another one. No matter where you are, I will find you. Even if I have to tie you up, I will make you fall in love with me."

Listening to He Yunjing's domineering words, Shen Li couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and gently rubbed it like many times, "Yes, brother will definitely find me, just like you found me."

He Yunjing tilted his head and kissed Shen Li's forehead. The pain in his heart was so intense that he couldn't suppress it.

Shen Li felt He Yunjing's trembling, and he knew that he was about to die. No matter how many times He Yunjing experienced it, the pain of losing his loved one would never go away.

Shen Li tried hard to suppress the sadness and reluctance in her heart, and held hands with He Yunjing, "Brother, do you think that when Little Leaf blooms, it will become a little flower spirit like Hua Li?"

"Will do."

"So do you want it to be a boy or a girl?"

"It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl."

Shen Li smiled and said, "Then let's make a bet."

"What are you gambling?"

"Let's bet on who this child looks more like." Shen Li raised his head and looked at him, "Does he look like you, or like us?"

He Yunjing really couldn't make up his mind, so he asked, "Who do you think he looks more like?"

"We." Shen Li lowered his eyes. He was so tired that he could hardly open his eyes, but he was reluctant to close them.

He Yunjing laughed, "Why are you so sure? I thought he would choose someone like me based on his personality."

"Because he won't let me die." Shen Li slowly closed his eyes, and his tightly clenched hands began to loosen. "He planted the seeds when my brother was about to die. He didn't want to leave behind a child who looked like you, and watch that child miss you.

He will exchange his life for yours, he will leave behind a child who looks very much like him, and he wants you to remember him forever.

I think so too. I want you to remember me forever. If I must die, I hope the child looks like me, so that you will remember me forever. "

Shen Li's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible.

But He Yunjing still heard it very clearly.

He tightly held the hand that was about to slip out of his palm, and he didn't dare to look down at the person leaning on his shoulder.

He thought of Hua Li on that day again, with white hair and wrinkled face, covering her face and hiding from him, not daring to let him see her or touch her.

She used all her means and fed him all her petals.

If he hadn't woken up at that time, he knew Hua Li would not stop, even if it meant exchanging her life for another's.

After leaving this seed behind, Hua Li had the thought of dying, but he was completely unaware of what Hua Li was doing.

The autumn breeze blew in, ruffling their hair.

He Yunjing slowly closed his eyes and sat there motionless, silently feeling the warmth in his palms disappearing as he completely lost his life force.

This is the third time. Sometimes he would rather leave early than watch his beloved die in his arms. That feeling is too painful.

But at the same time he couldn't leave. Wen Li was too dependent on him, and Jiang Li regarded him as her only rope. He couldn't give him up, nor did he want to.

The same goes for Shen Li. He grew up with Shen Li and they have been together for so many years. The deeper their feelings are, the more painful it is today.

He really wanted to stop in a certain world, no longer have to watch his loved ones die, and just live an ordinary life.

Together they watched the little leaves bloom, and whether they were like him or like them, they were just an ordinary family, living a peaceful life.

Maybe they would quarrel and argue, but no matter whether it was Hua Li, Wen Li, Jiang Li or Shen Li, they were always very well behaved and would make peace with just a little coaxing.

He Yunjing thought about it, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person leaning on his shoulder. He looked like he was asleep, very well behaved.

He Yunjing placed Xiao Ye on the small table next to him, picked up the almost stiff person and put him on the bed.

He Yunjing took out a cigarette and lit it, then sent a message to Shen Rui using Shen Li's phone, and then lit the curtains with a lighter.

The flames quickly burned up, and the system was shocked, "Host, what are you doing!"

He Yunjing didn't say anything. He opened the system mall for the first time and redeemed the props to use on Shen Li.

The little guy loves beauty too much, and he doesn’t want Shen Li’s body to be burned.

This home was built by him for Shen Li, and everything in it belonged to Shen Li, and he wanted to take it all away.

He Yunjing finished smoking a cigarette before lying down on the bed, holding Shen Li in his arms. Ignoring the fire in the room, he closed his eyes and quietly waited for death to come.

When Shen Rui and Pei Yufeng arrived, the whole house was on fire. After the fire was put out, Pei Yufeng asked the bodyguards to stop everyone and Shen Rui from going in. All they saw was an intact bed and two people lying quietly on the bed.

They are intact, but have lost their vitality.

The news Shen Rui received was that they should be buried together in the rose garden and not cremated.