Pausing for a mont, she whispered more specifically: "I used to lead two groups of recruits when I was in the military. She was the best in one of the groups. Although she was several years younger than , she was very mature, and we got along well. I never thought I’d run into her here."
An Jing sighed, feeling a bit lancholic: "She should still be in the military." Pausing again, "If I hadn’t died back then, I should also still be in the military."
Su Changyi tightened his grip on her hand.
Feeling the pressure he applied to her hand, An Jing just smiled: "If I hadn’t died, how would I have t soone as wonderful as you?"
Su Changyi suddenly stopped, looked her in the eye, and said seriously: "You are still alive." Pausing, "We are both still alive."
An Jing understood and smiled again, nodding gently, "Yes, we are both still alive."
When they arrived in front of her parents’ graves, just as An Jing was about to pay her respects, she discovered that the tombstone next to them was her own...
"Husband..." Seeing her own grave, An Jing felt incredibly complicated inside.
"What’s wrong?" Su Changyi was placing the offerings in front of An Jing’s parents’ graves when he heard her call him, so he asked.
An Jing pointed at the grave next to hers, "This... is ."
Su Changyi: "..."
Su Changyi remained silent for a mont, then stood up and joined her in looking at the adjacent grave. There was a photo on the tombstone, and it looked nothing like Lin Anjing, but she was a very beautiful woman, smiling radiantly, especially with her lively eyes that could easily affect others.
"So this is what you used to look like." He didn’t really care what An Jing used to look like.
He loved her soul, not her appearance.
An Jing’s feelings were still quite mixed, and after a while, she said: "I really didn’t expect to be buried here," together with her parents.
She noticed a bouquet of fresh flowers placed in front of the tombstone, clearly placed there not long ago. An Jing imdiately looked in the direction Li Wutong had left earlier, her eyes a little red: "It’s her..."
She had been dead for five years, and yet soone still rembered her, soone still ca to see her...
Su Changyi quickly embraced her, comforting: "Isn’t it nice that soone cos to see you?"
An Jing sniffed, wearing a smile but choked with emotions: "Yes, it’s just that I’m so touched, I didn’t expect..."
There were many things in front of the grave, so of which had been exposed to the elents for a long ti, but it was clear that people often ca to visit her grave, likely not just Li Wutong.
After calming her emotions a bit, An Jing began paying her respects to her parents.
Su Changyi knelt in front of An Jing’s parents’ grave with her.
Tearfully, An Jing introduced: "Dad, Mom, this is my husband, Changyi. We couldn’t co to see you before, so today I brought him to see you. Rest assured, he treats very well."
Su Changyi waited until An Jing finished before he spoke, solemnly promising: "Dad, Mom, no matter how many lifetis Jing Er and I can be together, I will always treat her well."
After saying this, Su Changyi also bowed his head.
An Jing remained kneeling, speaking with her parents for a long ti before she pleaded: "Dad, Mom, you must bless us to reunite with our child soon."
Saying this, she bowed her head together with Su Changyi, before they both stood up and went ho.
Upon returning ho, they saw Su Haoyu and Su Chengyu in the living room bickering, and the content of their argunt made it clear that both of them were quite short on money at the mont.
As soon as they saw Su Changyi, their eyes lit up.
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