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If only she had dreamed about it, she could have comforted herself that it was just a dream, not to be taken seriously.

However, Beichuan dreamt about it, and even Xiao Ji did too, suggesting that the spring dream might have actually happened, or was it something to happen in the future?

There was a faint light coming from the window, casting onto Ye Qilan’s face, making his facial features fuzzy. He was muttering in his sleep. She moved closer and could barely hear him call “Hongxing”.

She watched his face transfixed as silent tears slid down her cheeks.

This was the man she once loved. He was within a stone’s throw from her, as if she could reach out and touch him.

But she knew, what’s past is past. With the waning of life, all the love, hate, greed, and obsessiveness ceased to exist.

She was still Su Hongxing, but he was no longer the Ye Si who loved her.

Stepping onto the road of rebirth, there was no way to turn back for her and him.

In her previous life, just before her death, Ye Qilan arrived in time. In the moment her soul began to depart, she heard him calling her name in heart-wrenching grief.

She thought, at that moment he must have remembered who she was, his promise to give her a complete family, and that he once loved her deeply…

Ye Qilan got up early the next morning. He wanted to wake up Su Hongxing but on seeing her dark circles, he couldn’t bear to do so and instead picked her up.

Su Hongxing slowly opened her groggy sleep-filled eyes and saw Ye Qilan. She murmured softly.

Ye Qilan, as though electrocuted, stood rooted to the spot. He had heard her right, she had just called him “Aqi”. No one had ever called him that before, but he found it congenial, as if there was someone who once called him fondly with that name.

Su Hongxing came to her senses at the moment the words slipped from her lips, and seeing herself still in Ye Qilan’s arms, she struggled to get down: “Don’t you think I’m heavy?”

In her previous life, she was always thin and had never been this fat. So, there were many differences between these two lives.

Ye Qilan looked at Su Hongxing blankly, and asked awkwardly: “What did you just call me? Say it again.”

“Did I? I can’t remember.” Su Hongxing replied indifferently.

No matter how the past turned out, neither of them were who they used to be, and she wouldn’t fool herself anymore.

In her previous life, Beichuan died because of her. Perhaps marrying Beichuan in this life would make up for the love debt of her previous life.

Or perhaps, she should stay away from Ye Qilan, and stay away from all these rights and wrongs…

“Are you sure?” Ye Qilan stared at Su Hongxing: “Call me Aqi again.”

But Su Hongxing said, half-smiling half-teasing, “Don’t you find it strange that such a name is used to call you? If you want to hear it, find someone else, I don’t have time to mess around with you.”

As she attempted to climb back into bed, she was pulled down again by Ye Qilan.

Hurry up. You have to accompany me on a business trip.”. Ye Qilan picked out a set of clothes for Su Hongxing, “Put these on, I’ll wait downstairs.”

He went downstairs first, and after about fifteen minutes he wondered if something was amiss. When he went upstairs, he found Su Hongxing had locked the door from inside.

“Damn woman, open the door!” Ye Qilan looked at his wristwatch and realized the time was pressing.

This woman, Su Hongxing, was never quiet for a day, and always caused him troubles.

At this moment Bai Chen came upstairs to remind him, “Sir, it’s time to go to the airport.”

“Get someone to break the door open.” Ye Qilan adjusted his tie, suppressing the anxiety within.

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