Xinyi especially wanted to know the details of the writer, and she always felt indescribable on the phone before.

"Cousin, when will the writer come back?" Xinyi put down the luggage in her hand and pulled Lin Han into the bedroom.

Everyone also knows that this matter is not trivial, since Xinyi doesn't want others to know the recent situation of the writer, she can only wait in the living room first.

Xinyi's parents watched Xinyi pull Lin Han down into the bedroom, and the two of them looked at each other with slightly embarrassed expressions, but no one spoke.

"Xinyi, my intuition, the writer will be able to come back after two years, the last time I was on the phone, I just said it simply."

Lin Han didn't want to disappoint Xinyi, he also analyzed it carefully with his friends afterwards, thinking that Li Yu couldn't let the writer go easily.

Unless one day, Li Shu leaves this world, and the writer will regain his freedom.

"Ah, it's impossible for the writer to come back in two years?" Xinyi's head buzzed when she heard the news, and it was pitch black in front of her, and she almost fainted.

"Xinyi, are you alright?" Lin Han immediately helped Xinyi, "Sit down and relax." ”

Xinyi sat on the edge of the bed, her hands kept pressing her temples, "Cousin, that writer ......"

Lin Han knew what Xinyi was going to say, "Xinyi, you married a writer in this life, I can't tell if it's right or wrong, although you have been in the limelight for a few years, you are always waiting in torment, hey!" You're miserable too, or ......."

Lin Han knew that he would rather demolish ten temples than regret a marriage, but as Xinyi's cousin, he also felt very sorry for his sister.

Lin Han wanted Xinyi to find her own happiness, don't wait for the writer anymore, but he couldn't say this.

"Cousin, what else? You don't want to say let me find someone else, do you? "Xinyi is very direct, she feels that there is nothing to talk about.

"yes!"

"Cousin, how old am I, I'm in my fifties, if Wenhao comes back, I will make up for the lost time with him."

"What if I don't come back?" Lin Han asked further.

"Not coming back? What do you mean by not coming back? Xinyi's heart began to pound, she didn't know what Lin Han meant by this.

Is it that Lin Han is hiding some secrets, or is the writer not in this world at all.

Wenhao has been missing for so many years, and she only heard Lin Han mention it, and as for whether Wenhao is in this world, it is completely Lin Han's words.

Today, Lin Han asked Xinyi to find someone else, could it be that something happened to the writer.

Xinyi didn't dare to imagine it anymore, she was so nervous that her thoughts froze.

Lin Han looked at Xinyi's face and suddenly turned blue, Lin Han just didn't want Xinyi to work hard all the time.

Moreover, Wenhao's health is not good, and there is an unlucky guy like Li Shu, Lin Han doesn't want Xinyi to continue to suffer mental torture.

"Hey, it's not interesting, I'm just a suggestion." Lin Han thoughtfully lit a cigarette and took a few puffs.

"No, cousin, you make it clear, what's wrong with the writer?" Xinyi still didn't give up, "In the past, you always advised me to wait for the writer to come back, but today ......"

Xinyi burst into tears in an instant, she knew that since Lin Han made this suggestion, there must be Lin Han's intentions.

Xinyi's tears, Lin Han suddenly became anxious, "Xinyi, don't cry, or you will go to a foreign country." ”

"To a foreign country? What am I doing in a foreign country? ”

"Of course it's to find the writer, you don't have much financial problems now, since the writer can't come back, you can go to a foreign country?"

Lin Han is also thinking about Xinyi, and when he goes to a foreign country, he can meet the writer secretly.

"Go to a foreign ......," Xinyi's mouth began to repeat the sentence constantly.

"Cousin, what about Junpeng?" Xinyi has been dependent on Junpeng for so many years, and she is reluctant to Junpeng.

Junpeng is like Xinyi's life, if she can't see Junpeng, Xinyi will miss it like crazy.

"Junpeng is already so old, what else are you worried about?"

"No, no, absolutely not...... "When Xinyi thinks of the days when she left Junpeng, it is the kind of miss that can also make Xinyi's heart ache.

"Either leave Junpeng and go to a foreign country, or wait silently, but the waiting may be empty."

Every time Xinyi asked Lin Han about the recent situation of the writer, Lin Han basically reported good news and not bad news, he felt that it was really not a way to go on year after year.

He didn't want to deceive Xinyi like this all the time, and he didn't want Xinyi's youth to be wasted in empty waiting.

Xin Yi thought for a while, and she seemed to understand what Lin Han meant.

"Cousin, even if I am the only one in this life, I will keep this heart until I am old."

"You don't regret it?"

"No regrets."

Lin Han knew that Xinyi's heart was relatively high, and ordinary men were not in Xinyi's eyes.

Xinyi has lived with Wenhao for so many years, and her vision and thinking have been greatly affected.

"In that case, according to your meaning, as long as the writer is in good health, Li Shu will not be able to let go, unless he ......"

Lin Han is also analyzing by himself, relying on the grievances and grievances between the writer and Li Shu, and relying on the ruthlessness of Li Shu.

"Unless ...... something"

Lin Han didn't want to say it too clearly, but Xinyi still asked vigorously.

In fact, Xinyi already felt something in her heart, she just didn't want to face it.

"Unless Wenhao is a living dead man, his body has reached a state of incurability, and he has no use value for Li Shu."

"Li Shu may abandon the writer on the other hand, or he may die in the hands of Li Shu in this life."

Lin Han is more and more serious talking, Xin Yi heard it and panicked, and saw Lin Han keep talking, and then the name Li Yu was deeply engraved in Xin Yi's brain.

"Li died...... It's Li Shu again, he's like a dog skin plaster, why don't you let go of the writer. ”

"In this life, I met Li Shu, and I really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes."

Xinyi was so angry when she heard the name Li Death, she couldn't wait to tear Li Death at once, and then die with him.

"Li Shu, not only do you hate him, but in fact, I am the same, I just hope that he will die soon, and you and the writer will have a reunion one day."

"Hey, this Li Yu, when will he leave this world, if he leaves, a dark cloud will all disperse."

Xinyi also understands that she can't provoke Li Yu, otherwise she will be burned.

"Cousin, you said this Li Shu, why is he so powerful, no one can cure him?"

"He is powerful and powerful, and whoever is impatient will poke that hornet's nest, and who is willing to put himself in danger."

Xin Yi was also speechless, this contest between Wenhao and Li Shu, even if she didn't need Lin Han's detailed analysis, she knew the power of Li Shu.

Li Shu is synonymous with bandits, bullies, forces, everything.

As long as Li Shu gives an order, those who offend him will suffer.

"Cousin, I still don't ask Wenhao, I'll treat his shadow as if he is still in this world, and as for his people, they can only be regarded as lonely souls and wild ghosts wandering around."

Xinyi is dead, but she is not dead, she just wants to tell Lin Han that no matter what the writer is, she will live her own life.

Even if the writer leaves this world, in Xinyi's heart, there will always be a writer.

This kind of affection cannot be replaced by anyone for the time being, and it may always be.

Xinyi can't forget the years she has gone through with Wenhao over the years, and she can't forget the bits and pieces she has been with Wenhao.

I can't forget the person Wenhao, in times of crisis, at the moment of life and death, it was the writer who stepped forward and risked his life to save her.

Even if Xinyi finds someone else, her heart is like a walking corpse, and she has no feelings at all.

What's the point of that?

Now that Xinyi has been prepared for this, since Lin Han said no matter how bad the news is, Xinyi can accept it calmly.

"Xinyi, do you still want to know the specific situation of Wenhao?"

"No, it's futile to know, I and him, maybe this life is such a fate, he is in my heart, always, forever ......"

"I'm just paying off my debts."

Lin Han inadvertently glanced at the time, and in the blink of an eye, more than two hours passed.

Xinyi didn't want to hear about Wenhao in a foreign country, and Lin Han didn't want to talk about it.

There is nothing good on the writer's side now, and Xinyi will be even more sad when she hears it.

"Xinyi, it's not too early, then it's like this today, you should also hit the road."

"Hey, I want to know when I see you, but what if you know, it's just that you only increase your thoughts, and the writer won't come back." Xinyi sighed and said.

"Forget it, no matter if the writer is not around, life still has to go on, and you and Junpeng have developed well over the years."

Lin Han patted Xinyi's shoulder and comforted.

Xinyi doesn't lack anything at this time, she lacks a writer, but God just can't let Xinyi have both.

"Cousin, then I'm leaving, you have to take care of your body more."

Xinyi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, she couldn't let the children see some flaws.

I don't want my parents to get angry.

Xinyi tidied herself up in the mirror, took another deep breath, and walked into the living room with a reluctant smile.

"Mom, are you done talking to your uncle?" Junpeng was the first to step forward to greet him.

He looked at Xinyi's face and could tell that it was not good news.

Xinyi is because she is strong, she often keeps her sadness to herself, so that others can't see her sad side.

"We're done, we're done, let's go." Xinyi couldn't help but sobbed a little.

"Auntie, do you have a cold?" The little girl asked with concern.

"No, no...... The kids are ready to go. ”

Xinyi picked up her luggage and was about to go to the gate.

"Auntie, I'll ......" Qiu Ren hurriedly snatched the luggage.

The children walked out of the house one after the other, and when they reached the elevator, they kept waving their hands.

"Grandpa, you two elders should take care of your health, goodbye uncle."

was really leaving, Xinyi's nose was sour, and she suddenly hugged Xin's mother with tears in her eyes.

"Mom, I'm leaving, I'll call if there's something."