After that meal, Ren Qingfeng occasionally met her as a friend.

Time passed, and another decade passed.

She didn't start a new family, her son rarely came to him, and her ex-husband never contacted her once.

She willingly became a kindergarten teacher and let time fly by.

"Are you still refusing to answer me?"

Ren Qingfeng found her again.

"I'm sorry, Ren Qingfeng. ”

"It's okay, Chen Liangtong, look at me. ”

"Huh?" Chen Liangtong looked up at Ren Qingfeng.

I saw Ren Qingfeng touch his face with his hand, and he changed back to his original youthful appearance.

"You... Can you do magic?" Chen Liangtong covered her mouth, she was surprised.

"It's not magic. Ren Qingfeng shook his head, "This is my true appearance, I know spells, and I am a cultivator." ”

"You're kidding me, I'm a materialist. ”

"Nope. Ren Qingfeng pointed to a tall building in the distance.

"You see. ”

His fingers flicked like a sword qi.

Rumble!!!

High-rise buildings collapsed in an instant.

The quiet streets are suddenly in chaos.

"You...!" Chen Liangtong was frightened and took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid. Ren Qingfeng said, "Do you know now, I am a cultivator with immortal-like spells. ”

"I can make you the richest man in the world. ”

"I can grant your wish. ”

Ren Qingfeng looked at Ren Qingfeng and asked, "You only need to answer me, an answer that can satisfy me." ”

"Do you regret it?"

Chen Liangtong stared at Ren Qingfeng with wide eyes, "I don't regret it!"

......

Time is like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, another twenty years have passed.

Chen Liangtong was lying on the hospital bed, her face was pale, and she looked out the window weakly.

In the advanced stage of leukemia, modern medical treatment could no longer save her life.

Her son gave her a hurried look and left.

She is in her sixties and is about to come to the end of her life.

"I can free you from your illness and keep your youth forever. ”

I don't know when, Ren Qingfeng sat at the head of her bed.

Her pale and frail appearance did not resemble a sixty-year-old at all.

She looked at Ren Qingfeng with godless eyes, and reluctantly smiled, "You came to see me." ”

"Chen Liangtong, only I can save you. ”

Ren Qingfeng looked at her deeply.

Look at the woman he once loved dearly.

"As long as you say a word, you regret it, I will save you. ”

"Huh. The corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Ren Qingfeng, why are you so obsessed with me?"

"Because I still like you. ”

She gently pushed the window open, and the breeze whipped her pale face.

She whispered, "Do you understand now?"

"What do I understand?" Ren Qingfeng was puzzled.

"I love my husband as much as you like me, Ren Qingfeng, I bring you so many unpleasant memories, just like the pain my husband has brought me. ”

She looked at Ren Qingfeng, "Now do you understand, even if I am hurt, I can't stop loving him." ”

Ren Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, his throat seemed to be strangled by a pair of invisible hands, and he couldn't say anything.

Chen Liangtong seemed to be stuck in the good memories of the past, her pale face was a little ruddy, and she said, "Now my husband doesn't love me, and my son ignores me, but so what?"

"The fond memories they brought me are real, they have happened, how can I not love them because they don't care about me now?"

"So, Ren Qingfeng, I really don't regret it. ”

Ren Qingfeng opened his mouth, his hands trembling.

"Are you sick as a woman, what kind of logic are you?"

Chen Liangtong suddenly smiled happily, "I'm really sick, do you look like a healthy person?"

"You're dying, and you still have the heart to joke..."Ren Qingfeng complained powerlessly.

"Actually, my husband has already taken me through the happiest life, and now I have no desires or desires, so, Ren Qingfeng, you don't have to save me, just let me die like this. ”

Ren Qingfeng's face sank, "No, the reason why you don't like me is just because I didn't do well enough, or rather, it's because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, if I can do it all over again, I will definitely make you like me!"

Chen Liangtong shook his head slightly, "It seems that you still don't understand." ”

"I don't think you understand. Ren Qingfeng put his hand on her forehead.

"Next, I'm going to weave a perfect dream for us, where I will surely make you like me. ”