The Ultimate House Guest

Chapter 201: Farewell, my favorite person

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Lin Qing was a little dazed, the fragments of torn memories in his mind slowly grouped together, in the strangeness, but there was a touch of familiarity.

"After the reincarnation, my life disappeared. And you chose another way of survival."

Murong Rouer explained softly: "In this way, your abilities will not disappear. Your life will continue to grow, and I always hope that you can truly control your own power. But what I didn't expect was you Take back your own power too early."

Lin Qing understood that Murong Rouer must be talking about the Shura courtyard wall.

Murong Rouer sighed, "At that time, Elder Gao and Elder Zhao took the initiative to protect the Shura courtyard wall. In order to prevent my father from finding your whereabouts, Granny Gu would put her grievances on you. She deliberately stayed there. For more than 20 years in Hangzhou, until your abilities awakened and abilities appeared."

Lin Qing frowned and said, "... Then... how can the Murong family know who I am now?"

Murong Rouer smiled bitterly and said: "Perhaps, this is fate. In the dark, Fuying can feel your presence. I think his father must have transmitted a lot of bad information about you to Fuying. So, she To be able to see your own'past' is to meet you. Therefore, in the bottom of her heart, there is no more hatred for you. Father, naturally, can learn of your existence through her."

That's it!

Suddenly, Lin Qing's expression flashed with pain, and the memory fragments in his mind finally assembled quietly. There is killing, warmth, but the most affection for the woman in front of him.

The body of Shura finally returned to normal.

Lin Qing's eyes are full of tenderness, "rouer..."

"Ok… "

Murong Rouer looked happy, "Brother Qing, do you remember?"

Lin Qing nodded and said, "Although it's not all, although I can't believe it myself, I know that the memories that appear in my mind must be true."

Murong Rouer embraced Lin Qing's arm and whispered softly: "So... what my dad did to you..."

Lin Qing shook his head and said, "Since I understand everything, naturally I won't care about these trivial matters. It's just you now..."

Hearing this, Murong Rouer looked dazed, buried her head on Lin Qing's chest, and whispered, "If it wasn't for your supernatural powers to run away again, if it wasn't for the conflict between you and Murong's family to intensify. I don't think I will never be in this life. It will appear in front of you. For more than 20 years, my soul has been exhausted. Even if it does not come out now, it will disappear completely in a short time."

"what?!"

Lin Qing's expression changed drastically. He already understood that the person in front of him, the one he loved the most, would disappear completely in front of him before long.

It is a miracle that it is condensed by energy to be able to exist.

Murong Rouer was not at all sad about her being about to disappear, and smiled: "Actually, you don't need to be sad at all. Even if you lose me, aren't there so many people around you who are worthy of your cherishment? "

After a pause, Murong Rouer looked tenderly, raised her head and looked down, and said in a low voice: "Moreover, there is one of our most sorry people in this world. I can no longer compensate for her. I can do this now. A little bit, it's only you."

"The most sorry person?"

Lin Qing was taken aback, somewhat puzzled.

Murong Rou'er chuckled lightly and reached out to touch Lin Qing's forehead, "You, that's so slow. It's our daughter Fuying."

"Our daughter?"

Lin Qing opened her mouth suddenly, and looked down at Murong Fuying, who had already known this kind of thing. For a time, my mind couldn't turn around. It seems... They are about the same age, right

Or could Murong Fuying be a little bit bigger than himself

The age of the daughter is older than the age of the father

This…

Lin Qing suddenly became dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

Murong Rou'er smiled suddenly, as if seeing Lin Qing's expression, she was already very happy in her heart. As for the others, it is not that important.

"Don't you want to recognize it?"

Murong Rouer joked, "This... Well, it's really strange."

Lin Qing said awkwardly.

Murong Rouer smiled and said, "That's because your memory has not been fully recovered. If you use that part of the memory, you won't have that awkward feeling." After the words fell, she also talked about some interesting things in the past. "I can remember, you like your daughter very much..."

The conversation between the two of them was a little lonely, but none of them showed impatience.

The present thing is not just a miracle. The most important thing is that behind Murong Rouer, there are countless sorrows hidden.

Such as Sun Xiao, Murong Huyu and Murong Rouer's mother, they all understand. The reason why Murong Rouer did this was just to divert everyone's attention. Quietly forget those sorrows.

Murong Huiyu glanced at each other with the old woman before, and they were quite helpless. Although the daughter did not come to make her own, but they did not complain. Because... Back then, they were the most opposed to their being together.

Even though, both of them are amazing characters.

Time passed by like water, quietly and silently.

Murong Rou'er already had a somewhat illusory face, still smiling heavily. Talking endlessly in the mouth, it seems that I want to say what I have said in the past two decades.

In the end, Murong Rouer closed her mouth because she clearly felt that her strength was no longer able to support her continued existence. The smile froze for a while, and then bloomed again.

"Go and meet your daughter together?"

Murong Rouer took Lin Qing's hand and laughed softly.

"it is good."

Lin Qing nodded and agreed, gently wrapped around Murong Rouer's almost non-existent waist, and with a slight move, it landed in front of Murong Fuying.

Murong Fuying opened her mouth, but finally did not say a word. Although that feeling, she is so expecting, although she really wants to call out those two nouns...

But when it came to my lips, I still couldn't say it.

"You say, who is Fuxiang?"

Murong Rouer gently lifted Murong Fuying's small hand with one hand, and smiled.

"Of course like you, if you are like me, where would it be so beautiful?"

Perhaps because the memory is gradually recovering, Lin Qing's eyes towards Murong Fuying are no longer the embarrassment they had before, but a little more tenderness.

Murong Rouer chuckled, "They say that their daughters follow their father, so how can they be like me?"

When the words fell, my whole body trembled. The energy condensed body has begun to dissipate...

Lin Qing said eagerly, "How can I help you?"

Murong Rouer lay in Lin Qing's arms, gasped for a few breaths, and shook his head: "It's useless. If you can exist like this, it's already killing you. You know? I don't want to see you sad. Looks like, even for me."

Murong Fuying on the side pressed her red lips tightly, her eyes flushed, and she said nothing.

Murong Rouer cheered up and whispered, "Take care of our daughter. This is my only wish. In the future, my son-in-law must check it well. Don't look away. If my daughter is bullied, I will be angry. Oh."

Seeing that death was imminent, Murong Rouer still kept joking to Lin Qing frequently.

"Yes... Yes."

Lin Qingqiang laughed, and tears quietly slipped from his face. The more the memory recovers, the stronger the feeling of heartache.

Murong Rouer smiled softly, looked up at her parents who had fallen nearby, and walked over with Lin Qing's support. Gently held the hands of the parents, and whispered softly: "I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, my decision at that time was too hasty and did not take into account your feelings. Can you forgive your daughter?"

The old woman wiped her tears and said with sobbing: "My child, I will be content to see you once. Although your decision was sloppy at the time, how can you blame your child when you are a parent?"

Murong whispered and said: "Being a father, I never blamed you."

"Ah..."

Murong Rouer coughed, becoming weaker and weaker, and forced a smile. That weak smile was full of happiness.

"Stop talking, is there any way to do it? Even if it's going up to the sword mountain or down to the sea of fire, I won't stop."

Lin Qing quickly grabbed Murong Rou'er and said anxiously.

"Fool..."

Murong Rouer chuckled and shook his head. If there is a way, in the past twenty years, preparations have already been made.

"To meet you and to have such a beautiful daughter, I already feel that I am the happiest person in the world."

Murong Rouer took a deep look at Murong Fuying, "Fuying, I...cough cough... I'm really sorry for you. Back then... I left you alone..."

Murong Fuying shook her head again and again, her expression extremely complicated.

In the distance, Sun Aoyun whispered to Sun Xiao: "Grandpa, really, is there no way?"

Sun Xiao shook his head and said: "What we see now is beyond all imagination. How can there be a way? It's too much."

At this moment, Murong Rou'er's figure immediately dissipated, and the whole person turned into a mass of humanoid energy. Perhaps because of nostalgia, it condenses into a translucent human form again.

Staring closely at Lin Qing, Murong Fuying, and his parents, they kept watching.

Everyone knows that disappearing is imminent.

"It seems... I am going to disappear. Although... Mom would like to hear the story of your childhood... But... "

Murong Rouer's eyes finally fell on Murong Fuying's body, telling her the biggest regret in her life. The illusory eyes glowed with a strange light, perhaps in a fantasy about the growth process of his own child.

"Rouer..."

Lin Qing whispered again, because of the grief in his heart, his lips overflowed with blood from being bitten by his teeth.

Murong Rouer's expression flashed with pain, and her body spread out again.

"Mom..."

Murong Fuying finally couldn't help but shouted.

Hearing this, Murong Rouer's body with condensed energy flashed with relief on his face. Then, a light breeze blew in and disappeared.

"Farewell, my favorite."

In the wind... the last sorrow was left.