Fan's Villa.

Fan Jian had been lying next to the green tank for the night.

The subordinates of the Fan family's villa looked at the white-clothed young man on the ground worriedly from time to time.

They seemed to be watching with concern......

With the support of her subordinates, the old lady walked to the young man with a night of warm white porridge, looking a little haggard.

She didn't sleep all night last night...... It was she who instructed the subordinates of the Fan family's villa not to disturb Fan Jian.

She knew that Fan Jian's brain was blank at the moment.

Nothing will come of it if anyone goes.

However, after all, she was worried about her grandson's body, and hoped that Fan Jian would at least eat something to fill her stomach.

The white-clothed young man on the ground was unmoved by the old lady beside him.

His eyes were open, but he didn't seem to see anything, just staring at the sky vacantly.

Fortunately, the green tank blocked the sun from his head.

"Jian'er, eat some porridge. You can't go without eating or drinking all the time, I know you're going to blame me, this Fan Mansion, and even your father in your heart.

However, this is the end of the story. Sisi is gone, I am in charge, let the people bury her on the edge of the cliff of Xishan Mountain, where you often go, and above it is the Bairuo Temple Garden. You can visit her often, isn't that where you often stay?

Do you know that your father had a big quarrel with the emperor for the smooth progress of this matter, and he has been demoted by the emperor to the head of the household......"

Old Madam Fan's expression was extremely worried, and she was already sitting next to Fan Jian.

Hold the white porridge in one hand, being careful not to spill it. One hand stroked Fan Jian's cheek, and his voice was worried.

Fan Jian still didn't move.

Perhaps, in his world, Sisi is still laughing and playing with him.

It was the girl he thought of as his sister.

"She's dead, she's dead! Why are you torturing yourself so much, tormenting me, an old woman!"

The old lady suddenly grabbed the clothes on Fan Jian's chest and shook it a few times. The boy's head also rose and fell.

The white porridge had already fallen to the side, and the old lady was already lying on Fan Jian's body and crying.

Tears had already moistened the placket of Fan Jian's chest.

When the subordinates of the Fan family garden saw the dying old lady so sad, they only felt that their hearts were also entangled fiercely, and they also wiped their tears.

I saw a maid who usually followed the old lady on weekdays, already kneeling beside the old lady and Fan Jian, caressing the old lady's back with her hand, and shouting with a crying voice:

"Old lady, don't cry, you have to take care of your body" Her face was already covered with tears, and her voice sobbed, pausing from time to time.

When the surrounding people saw this scene, they burst into tears, and the entire Fan Family Garden also grieved.

The kneeling maid saw that the old lady suddenly seemed to have lost her strength and fell on Fan Jian's back. Hurriedly shouted:

"Old lady, old lady, are you okay, don't scare the slave, old lady......"

A steward next to him was shocked, and hurriedly beckoned someone to help the old lady to the bed in the room, and immediately arranged for someone to call the doctor.

The kneeling maid was still beside Fan Jian at this time, and had already crawled to Fan Jian's side, shaking Fan Jian's body fiercely from side to side, and shouted hoarsely:

"Young master, Sisi is dead, she is dead! On weekdays, none of us who envy you and Sisi know that you have treated her as a relative.

We are subordinates, and meeting a good master like you is a blessing that we have cultivated for several lifetimes. I think that in order to save you, Sisi must have no complaints even if he dies.

Young master, even if it's for Sisi, you have to cheer up, young master!

Now that the old lady has also fallen, do you still want to see the old lady die for you?"

The last sentence is even more heartbroken, like a cry of despair.

In the green tank, the sound of splashing water sounded again.

No one noticed that Fan Jian's originally empty eyes had closed at some point.

Two lines of tears, silent.

What a familiar taste.

The tears of the previous life were because the heavens did not follow people's wishes. It is an infinite regret that he is working hard, but he is seriously ill and unable to do anything.

The tears in this life are because of the failure to protect the precious people, the hatred of their own incompetence, and the self-blame for the harm brought to their relatives.

For Fan Jian, what he lost was not Sisi, but the sustenance of the beautiful emotions in the past life and the attachment to the dream in this life.

There is no greater mourning than death.

After reincarnation, the boy who only wants to take the precious person to see the world, the boy who never cares about the struggle of the powerful, just wants to be safe and happy.

At the moment when those two lines of tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes silently..... It's dead.

It's just that......

He couldn't give it up so easily.

His soul has nostalgia for the emotions of his past lives.

He was lonely, his younger brother was still young, and his mother's temperament had changed greatly since his father left. The two brothers became their mother's only sustenance.

And Zhao Qian in his previous life, his childhood was bleak. has no bosom friends, and always silently suffers the sorrow that does not belong to this age.

The youth was even more miserable, his father ran away and there was no news. The so-called relatives and friends always discriminate against the family that bullied the orphan and widow.

The young Zhao Qian suffered from his inability to protect his relatives, he longed for himself to have a strong body, longed for himself to grow up quickly, he wanted to go to the army, and sought development, so as to protect his loved ones.

Even if his body was weak, he never gave up, studied hard, and wanted to use knowledge to change his fate.

However, after graduating from graduate school, he was seriously ill.

can only at the last moment of his life, silently shed tears of infinite regret.

Reincarnated in this strange world, he always felt so unreal.

When he was a baby, Zhao Qian was already looking at this strange world.

The old lady of the Fan family's garden, the descendant, and the lovely and lively Sisi.

He often ran to the edge of the cliff of Naxi Mountain alone, looking at the sea view in the distance, with nostalgia for his family in his previous life.

Although he was reborn as a human, there was no way to give it up so easily.

It took him six years, and during those six years, he never stopped thinking about how he was going to live his life.

Finally, one day, six years after he came to this world, he said his wish to the girl, which in his opinion was to share with his relatives.

It was also at that moment that he had completely let go of his previous life, and only hoped that in this life, he could take his precious people to take a walk, go on peacefully and plainly.

However, Sisi is dead.

Fan Jian, no, Zhao Qian, misjudged the cruelty of this world and misjudged the humanity of this world.

He finally paid the price for his selfish thirst and for his ignorance.

There are some things that he has been inseparable from since he was born in this world.

In the final analysis, Fan Jian is selfishly continuing the desire that he did not have in his previous life.

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A gust of wind quietly blew into the front yard of Fan's Villa.

The water in the green tank rippled.

The tears on Fan Jian's face also turned into traces, and the cat's meow on the street was sometimes low and sometimes high.

In the pond outside the hospital, a blister bulges from time to time.

The wind also blew on the young man's face,

And the boy's heart is still full of lovesickness and sadness.

......

Now he was wrong at the time, and his heart was miserable.

Red tears are secretly drooping, and his eyes are full of spring breeze.

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