Li Lincheng and Lu Mian got married.

When their children were almost one year old—and that woman was shortly after the wedding.

"Miss Lu Mian, do you want Mr. Li Lincheng to be your husband? At any time, you will firmly believe in him, respect him, support him, and be loyal to him until the end of your life?"

The priest's kind and gentle voice came from his ears. Lu Mian looked around the audience. There were many people. Li's mother's expression was not very good. She didn't like her son to marry a woman with no family background at all, and she was opposed until this moment.

Her parents were sitting in the seat, a little cramped.

Li Mian, who was almost one year old, was led by a servant and stood in the audience and looked at her.

She closed her eyes and said, "I do."

"Mr. Li Lincheng, you are willing..."

Li Lincheng stood on the stage and paused for a long time.

Lu Mian looked at him, an empty seat.

She sneered invisibly, laughing at the man in front of her who was about to become her husband, and even more laughing at herself.

She leaned closer and whispered, "She won't come, you don't have to watch it anymore."

Li Lincheng frowned, "Lu Mian, what are you talking nonsense?"

Lu Mian: "The person you like is already married, and she has even forgotten that you, the existence that brings her pain, and you don't even want to come to your wedding scene."

Li Lincheng's face was twisted for a moment, "Shut up!"

The priest standing beside him swallowed. He had never seen such a scene for so many years as a priest!

The groom had not answered, and there was already a lot of discussion below. The priest gritted his teeth and asked again, "Mr. Li Lincheng, you are willing..."

After a while, Li Lincheng said: "I'm willing."

The two exchanged rings.

——

It was a long time after Li Lincheng met Jiang Chinian again. At that time, he and Lu Mian had been separated for many years and were noisy.

Tang Jingzhi passed away and he went to attend the funeral.

Jiang Chinian was dressed in black and was still as beautiful as before.

He wanted to go over and talk to her, but the woman just glanced at him and looked away.

As Lu Mian said - she didn't remember him at all.

Li Lincheng fell ill when he got home. He had a dream. In the dream, Zhongqing died miserably many years ago, and he and Lu Mian lived happily together.

He woke up and then heard the news that Mrs. Tang Jingzhi was leaving with him.

Li Lincheng laughed loudly and burst into tears.

The one you can't get is always the one you can't let go of, and you won't cherish it after you get it. This may be human nature.

Li Lincheng and Lu Mian spent the rest of their lives casually, and he didn't explain anything, and Lu Mian didn't ask.

That's it.

——

Void.

Huo Weilou knocked several bottles of elixir and finally barely repaired his ruptured tendons and veins.

After all, he entered the plane "illegally" and his soul is hidden in lucky people. Only by being careful can he control them to do something.

Huo Weilou narrowed his narrow fox eyes. This was too passive. If he could seize a person's body... and take it for himself, it would be much easier to block Jiang Chinian.

Just at this moment, he captured the information that Jiang Chinian was about to enter the plane and was about to follow him. A figure in a black robe suddenly appeared, and his hands with clear joints gently waved...

Huo Weilou's whole body dissipated like dust.
Chapter completed!