After coming out of the coffee shop, the snow gradually stopped snowing in the sky.
Luo Qingchen closed her eyes, and her mind seemed to automatically picture Mu Lichuan's expression and appearance when he said those words.
Over and over again, deep into the bone marrow, lingering.
She didn't want to forgive him, but she was even more reluctant to blame him.
Being born as a human being is sometimes really contradictory.
What Mu Lichuan said to her seemed to surround his ears, as if he had never left.
But in fact, looking at the heavy snow, she couldn't help but think that three years had actually passed.
Every three years, one scene every seven years.
This is a reincarnation, and the rings of time seem not to be waiting for her, but all the past events are as clear as yesterday.
Standing in the heavy snow, she was silent for a few seconds, then took out her mobile phone and made a call.
"Miss Luo..."
"Book a ticket for you and me to Melbourne."
"When will Miss Luo need it?"
"Now."
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The sky in Melbourne is still so blue, and it is almost cloudless when you look up.
This was the city she least wanted to come to in the world, but now she was standing here, but her heart was throbbing.
Mu Lichuan's illness lasted for dozens of days from when he was confirmed to be ill to when he died.
But he seems to have done everything in the next ten years. It must be very uncomfortable to live in a life where he is tortured by illness but still has to take every step.
There is a natural difference between the letters found in the villa and the letters that Lan Zhi has not yet sent. There is a natural difference between opening the first letter and the last letter.
Mu Lichuan's calligraphy has always been beautiful, with powerful green pines and a touch of domineering air in every word.
But the 'I'm sorry' in the last few letters was almost crooked and out of shape.
All the things he can do and the strength he can use have probably been exhausted.
Standing in front of Mu Lichuan's villa in Melbourne, Luo Qingchen took a deep breath, her eyes still red.
The flowers on both sides of the villa were as bright and neat as those I had seen before.
This proves that even after three years, the place is still cleaned regularly.
In the past three years, she has not actually lived a very difficult life, and her life has been no different from that of ordinary people.
The pain of broken love seemed to be buried deep in her heart. If it could be uncovered, she would even feel that she no longer loved Li Chuan.
It is true that time can dilute many things, but... people who are obsessed will remain obsessed throughout their lives.
After waiting for thousands of years and meeting again and again, their relationship is different from those loved ones who have passed away for a lifetime.
Although, she always told Su Chen that she just wanted to know the ending of Mu Lichuan and Lan Zhi.
But there was always a thought in her heart that Mu Lichuan did not not love him, and everything he did must be out of necessity.
But the only thing she didn't expect was that Mu Lichuan was no longer in this world.
When she pressed the doorbell, it was none other than Mu Lichuan's parents who opened the door for her.
The moment they saw Luo Qingchen, they probably guessed that she already knew everything.
Mu Mu's eyes suddenly turned red, and she burst into tears at this moment.
"Come in... come in..."
Luo Qingchen took a deep breath, walked forward quickly, hugged Mu Mu and said, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm late."
"No..." Mumu choked and said, "You're not too late... Li Chuan hopes... you never come here in your life."
Mu Lichuan only did one thing during those ten days: how to make Luo Qingchen believe that he had changed his mind. (To be continued)