Chinese New Year's Eve, Chengxi Cemetery.

"This may be the last time I'll come to see you......"

"Don't worry, even if I die, this place will be arranged, and there will be sacrifices every year."

"When I was a child, I said that I had been with me every year, how many years has this been? Scammers ......"

Qin Yang looked at the woman who had been chattering in front of his tombstone.

The woman is about middle age, and her face has been stained with the traces of time, but it is obvious from her eyebrows and eyes that she must have been one of the best beauties when she was young.

This woman is his childhood sweetheart, Tong Wanhua.

It's only her stubborn temper, it's such a cold day, and it's snowing.

A cold wind blew, Qin Yang frowned, and stretched out his hand to pull people away.

But he didn't touch anything.

He forgot that he was just a wanderer.

Seventeen years ago, he was dead.

At that time, he was thriving and saved a lot of money, but he died unexpectedly.

He was alone, and the government was supposed to take care of the aftermath, but he never expected that Tong Wanhua would come forward and bury him here as a family member.

Since then, Qin Yang has been floating in this cemetery in the form of a wandering spirit, until now.

"Sister Tong, the formalities have been completed."

A man trotted over and handed the tablet to Tong Wanhua.

Qin Yang recognized her as Tong Wanhua's life assistant.

Tong Wan's eyebrows were focused, and she looked carefully, and Qin Yang also leaned over to look, but she was shocked.

It turned out to be a cemetery purchase agreement.

It said that Tong Wanhua bought a cemetery in this cemetery, Qin Yang estimated it, and separated it from his tomb, diagonally behind.

Just in time to see his tomb.

Who was this cemetery bought for?

Now Tong Wan can't paint middle-aged, so it's not time to buy a tomb.

Also, just now she said that it was the last time she came to see him?

Won't she come in the future?

Qin Yang was puzzled.

However, Tong Wan didn't say much after reading it, signed it, and took a deep look at Qin Yang's tombstone.

The cold wind was raging, and her eyes seemed to glisten with tears.

The gaze seemed to be nostalgic, like reluctance, and like decisiveness, and then turned away.

Is she going home?

Qin Yang subconsciously followed.

It wasn't until he caught up with the car that he realized that he was out of the cemetery.

He couldn't be too far away from the tombstone, or he might be gone.

But......

Qin Yang looked at Tong Wan's side face, as if he had returned to the past.

At the beginning, the two were childhood sweethearts, and there were even baby kisses.

But then his father's business went wrong, his parents divorced, the family was full of accidents, debts were full, and the two were no longer in the same household.

Adolescent rebellion and self-esteem are far more important than everything.

She's a school girl and a top student, and he's more of a gangster.

He was afraid that others would know about the relationship between the two, and he felt that he was not worthy of her.

So he subconsciously distanced himself and even deliberately spoke ill of each other.

I don't remember when it started, and he couldn't see the little heel behind him anymore.

Blinded by his pride, he thought that everything was going according to his own ideas.

Later, after graduating from high school, he was not admitted to college, and she went to Yanjing to study, and the two had no contact.

Many years later, Tong Wanhua, who had already become a big star, suddenly found him, mentioned the matter of the baby's parents, and said that he wanted to get married.

At that time, he was no longer young and frivolous, but he made the same choice as when he was a teenager.

He rejected her again.

She didn't say anything, just left in silence.

It wasn't until after his death that he heard Tong Wanhua next to his body telling the secret that had been pressed in his heart for many years, that he knew-

It turned out that she had always liked him.

I've always had a crush on him.

I never forgot him.

And the Tong Wan painting in front of him overlapped with the figure that was crying silently.

Qin Yang had a strong premonition in his heart.

If he misses this time, he will definitely regret it for the rest of his life!

He's missed it twice.

Die and die!

He's just a wanderer anyway.

The car sped away and quickly stopped.

Qin Yang floated out and saw that it was a private sanatorium.

He walked in beside Tong Wanhua, and a professional medical team was already waiting.

Qin Yang had a deep worry in his heart.

Tong Wanhua is sick?

"Ms. Tong, everything is ready, please sign here again."

The nurse handed the tablet over, and Qin Yang was shocked when he glanced at it.

It's the Medically Assisted Death Consent Form!

"Sister Tong, now that medical care is so developed, you really ......," the assistant choked up.

Tong Wanhua signed chicly: "Liver cancer is not easy to treat in the advanced stage, I have lived for so many years, and I am tired, so I don't have to regret it." ”

Qin Yang was stunned.

Advanced liver cancer?

She looks so healthy.

How can liver cancer be advanced?

It's a misdiagnosis, right?!

No one could answer his questions.

All personnel are working in an orderly manner.

He followed him to the hospital room in a daze, saw the CT, saw the MRI, and saw the diagnosis report.

It not only says that it is in the advanced stage of liver cancer, but also that Tong Wanhua has suffered from severe depression for 27 years.

His heart sank little by little.

Last time she came to the cemetery to see him, she joked that she couldn't walk anymore, so she set up a QR code next to his tombstone to chat with him, and follow the fashionable, electronic tomb sweeping.

In just one week, everything was turned upside down.

And also.

How did she get depressed?

Or even twenty-seven years?

Question after question filled his mind.

Tong Wanhua was already lying on the hospital bed, and the nurse hung glucose on her.

The assistant sat on the side and confirmed with her about the inheritance and other matters.

The assistant stopped talking: "Sister Tong, in fact, Mr. Qin's tomb is still empty, why don't you ......?"

Tong Wanhua smiled bitterly: "He ...... If I were buried next to him, he would hate me even more. ”

Qin Yang felt a pain in his heart.

How could he hate her?

He just got it too late!

Tong Wanhua took out something from her pocket, her eyes full of nostalgia: "The place I booked is very good, just enough to see him." ”

The thing in her hand was very familiar, Qin Yang looked at it for a while, and recognized it as the Hello Kitty cat he folded for her when she was a child.

At that time, Hello Kitty was very popular, and Tong Wanhua liked it very much, so he folded one for her.

I didn't expect her to stay by her side all the time.

The origami has long been yellowed, but Tong Wan's painting is carefully caressed and regarded as a treasure.

She whispered, "Brother Qin Yang, I will be able to see you again soon, what if...... If there is a next life..."

The doctor walked in with the potion, and after confirming it, pushed the potion in.

The potion was slowly dripping one by one, and Tong Wanhua on the hospital bed held the origami in the palm of her hand and folded it on her chest, with a smile of anticipation and satisfaction on her face.

Qin Yang clenched his teeth tightly, and his eyes were a little hot.

He's dead.

How can the eye sockets still be hot?

He sat down beside the hospital bed and put his hand on the back of Tong Wanhua's hand.

He knew he couldn't touch her.

But in the last moments of her life.

He wanted to be by her side.

The faces of the people on the hospital bed were haggard, and the wandering spirits beside the hospital bed were full of vicissitudes.

And yet in this moment.

The two seem to have returned to their childhood at the same time.

It's back to when I didn't guess a lot.

Qin Yang opened his mouth and said words that no one could hear,

"Tong Tong, if there is a next life, I will definitely not miss you again."

……

White light flashed.

Qin Yang's eyes were blurred for a while, and all the sounds were far away and closer.

"Qin Yang, can you desert here?"

There was a threatening sound in his ears, and Qin Yang fixed his eyes and saw that it was Zhou Heping, the head teacher of the high school.

"If you don't listen to the lecture in class, can you still wander when you are called alone? You're going to take the college entrance examination next year! ”

Zhou Heping spoke earnestly, but Qin Yang didn't listen.

Where is this?

Why is it so familiar?

Looks like his high school teacher's office?

Back then, he was called to the office twice in three days to criticize, and he was very familiar with this environment.

But...... How could he be here?

He remembered that he was painting with Tong Wan.

"Did you listen to what I just said? Now you are transferred to a liberal arts class, and you can barely get a college exam by rote memorization, and if you continue to study science, you will have no books to read after graduating from high school! ”

Zhou Heping spoke again.

Qin Yang remembered.

This is a conversation he had with his homeroom teacher on the first day of his junior year of high school.

Zhou Heping took out an application for transfer,

"The application form has been filled out for you, take it back and ask your parents to sign it."

Qin Yang looked at the watch that was exactly the same as in his memory.

So.

He was born again?