The man's figure gradually became transparent until it disappeared.
Suddenly, Fu Yue burst into tears.
For a moment she felt cold all over.
…
Until his death, Sheng Jinghua didn't let Fu Yue know how long he had been waiting for her.
Thousands of years of waiting, endless reincarnation.
…
Until a pair of delicate and slender hands held her shoulders.
Low Ci's cold voice sounded, as if it contained the distant law of the Dao, and it was very pleasant to hear, as clear as a mountain spring.
"Fu Yue, don't cry."
Caught off guard by being held by the shoulder, his fingers were cold again, as cool as warm jade, and Fu Yue came back to his senses a little.
Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar face, Fu Yue's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and she murmured: "Junheng?"
He didn't see Fu Yue like this often, or almost never.
Jun Heng opened his hands, and the corner of his snow-colored clothes covered her body. He hugged her tightly, and said softly, "Don't cry. I will be with you, forever."
When Sheng Jinghua dissipated.
His consciousness returned to his body, that is, Jun Heng.
That's why he came in a hurry.
It was rare for Fu Yue not to push Jun Heng away and let him hug her. She raised her sleeve to wipe away the tears on her face.
"I'm not crying for you."
Jun Heng reached out to cover her lips, and sighed softly: "He is me. I have all his memories... Do you have to say such things to make me sad?"
"I'm going to be in pain too..." Yue'er.
His voice sounded like a sigh, but also like a helpless self-mockery.
Fu Yue silently shut up.
Jun Heng suggested, "You are not emotionally stable right now, so it's not suitable to continue to the next world, so take a break first."
Fu Yue gave a rare obedient hum.
Jun Heng's hand was still around her shoulders, seeing that Fu Yue didn't say anything, his slender jade fingers tightened.
…
This break is more than half a month.
Fu Yue barely recovered, and Jun Heng stayed with her all the time.
System 677 was secretly poked and stuffed with dog food for so long, and fell into autism for a while.
[You are about to enter the nineteenth world.]
…
As soon as Fu Yue passed through, she found herself sitting in front of the table with a pen in her hand. In front of her was a signed divorce agreement, signed by Jiang Jiujiu.
It should be the original owner's name.
Ah, are you getting divorced as soon as you wear it
Tsk... exciting.
She raised her eyes and looked across the table. There was a man on the opposite side, obviously a man.
The other party also took a pen in his hand, and signed on the paper leisurely. His hands were beautiful, with fair complexion and slender finger bones.
Well, they are signing a divorce agreement.
Although he looked backwards, Fu Yue could still clearly see the two words written by the man on it.
Xie Shen.
He lowered his head slightly, and from Fu Yue's angle, his eyes just focused on his brows and eyes.
His eyebrows are narrow and straight, his eyelashes are very thick, his facial features are deep, and he looks like a mixed race.
Fu Yue's eyes shifted again, she noticed the white coat on the other party's body, and raised her eyebrows slightly.
Is a doctor
After Xie Shen signed, he closed the pen in his hand, raised his eyes, and gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with his slender fingers.
"Miss Jiang, now that we have negotiated, I will submit this divorce application to the court tomorrow, and we will announce the divorce in three years, so I wish us a happy cooperation."
With that said, he took away the divorce agreement from Fu Yue's hand, and then smiled politely and coldly at Fu Yue.