When dill left the world, the original owner's body was exactly one hundred years old.

The year of the period has just passed, and it is the end of life in the true sense, and it will end without illness.

The white soul floated in the sky above **, and Dill watched expressionlessly as his body that had occupied more than eighty years turned into ashes in the fire, and watched the ashes carefully put into a black box, watching the box being buried deep in the soil, and finally erected a monument.

In the photo on the stele, she is smiling like a flower.

The photo is not complete, but what is thought to be cut in half, half only her, and the other half ... It's him.

It was the only photo he had with her, the only simple wedding photo he had taken with him at the age of sixteen.

Throughout their lives, they only have the name of husband and wife but not the reality of husband and wife.

Dill knew what kind of pressure Gucheng was under as the helmsman of the Gu family, and she had told him openly and honestly that she didn't mind if he had an heir or another partner.

But whenever she said this to him, Gucheng always looked at him without saying a word, and her dark eyes were full of complex and sad emotions, as if she had spoken such a heartless and excessive word.

Later, dill was no longer mentioned. Since he was willing to spend such an impossible person, she didn't care. It's just a few decades in a hurry, and the left and right are beneficial and harmless to themselves, so why bother to say anything more, it will be enough.

Her world has always been closed.

That enclosed space has always been small. It is so small that it can only accommodate one of itself, and there is no space for others.

She is probably the kind of existence that is destined to be alone, even in a small world, she has relatives and husbands in this body, but she is still alone in her heart. Those so-called relatives, lovers, and friends have never entered her heart.

It's actually good that way, at least if you get used to being alone, you won't be lonely anymore, and if you isolate the injury, you won't get hurt again.

Such...... That's probably right. Dill thought.

Feeling it, the soul became lighter and lighter, and it began to drift uncontrollably to the heights, to the outside of this world.

In the blur, dill seemed to hear an anxious and sad cry, listening to the voice, it was probably the juniors of the Gu family.

Xu is too far away, dill can only catch a few words, what "faint", "breathing", "grandpa"......

Dill knew that her only connection with the Gu family was her nominal husband, Gucheng, and as for the rest of the Gu family, probably because of her personality, she could only get by on face, and the rest of the intersection was nothing.

Their own death may be just the death of an insignificant person for them, and they should shed a few tears when mourning, and there may not be the slightest sadness in their hearts.

The only person who really cares about it is probably the man who has been good to him for decades.

A trace of sourness suddenly surged in the bottom of Dill's heart, how could there be such a stupid person?

She couldn't figure it out, and she didn't want to think about it anymore.

This world, the things in this world, and the people in this world are just fleeting meteors in her life.

Of course, there are ...... in this beam of meteors Including him.