Chapter 1 Death of body and death of soul

In early spring, dark clouds covered the sky, the haze rolled in, and the drizzle kept falling, like smoke and fog, shrouding the Nanshan Cemetery layer by layer.

Huo Yanzheng had deep eyebrows and a straight posture. He held a black umbrella and stood silently in front of Chu Wan's tombstone.

A dark black suit wrapped around his tall and straight body, and the thick dark color concealed his cold face. His thin, knife-like lips were pressed tightly into a straight line.

Huo Yanzheng's eyes were as sharp as a hawk. He stared straight at the tombstone in front of him, as if he was about to penetrate it, but was suddenly cut off.

The sound of rain pelted his ears, and he seemed unaware of it.

The dense rain splashed on his shoulders, but he didn't pay attention.

After a while, Huo Yanzheng slowly squatted down.

His cool fingertips slowly rubbed the photo on the tombstone, and the flickering light loomed in his foggy pupils, suppressing his deep and dark emotions.

Huo Yanzheng stared closely at Chu Wan's photo. Suddenly, he smiled lowly, with a trace of sarcasm at the corner of his lips, as if murmuring to himself: "Wanwan, this is why you have always refused to bow your head and would rather give up.

Do I also want the happiness that I have been pursuing so hard?”

He thought that letting go would fulfill her happiness.

Little did he know that his letting go indirectly caused her tragedy.

Huo Yanzheng's voice was very soft, ethereal and unreal, as if it came from the distant horizon, then drifted into the howling breeze and gradually faded away.

He is the only one in Nanshan Cemetery.

This was destined to leave his questions unanswered.

Just like the love that flooded his heart, he never received a response.

The sky is dark and the rain is like a curtain.

In mid-air, Chu Wan looked at the dignified and stern man below in a wandering state, her heart tightened slightly, and her eyes turned red.

Following Huo Yanzheng's gaze, Chu Wan looked at the photo posted on the tombstone.

The person in the photo looks a little childish, with her black hair flowing down smoothly and gently curving in the sun. Her eyebrows are curved, her smile is sweet, and she shines as she looks around.

That person was no stranger to Chu Wan.

Even after many years, she would still recognize her own appearance.

Chu Wan's mood was complicated. She floated down from the air, trembling her hands, trying to touch Huo Yanzheng's handsome face.

However, as expected, the hand passed directly through his face.

She vaguely remembered that she was already dead.

Hit by a car and killed.

Now she is just a wandering soul and cannot touch Huo Yanzheng at all.

And Huo Yanzheng couldn't see her either.

Even though she was clearly standing in front of her, within reach of him.

But there seemed to be a great distance between her and him.

Life and death are like a barbed wire that separates two worlds, making them unable to touch each other at the two ends of the world.

"I was wrong." Chu Wan lowered her eyelashes and spoke more slowly, "I think you have given me the happiness I have been pursuing so hard."

She was answering her.

Although, he couldn't hear it.

Chu Wan once thought that when she broke free from the shackles of marriage, she would be able to run towards a happy and beautiful future, but she ended up falling into a bottomless abyss.

She was once determined that her choice would not be wrong, but in the end, the cruel reality gave her a hard blow, making her realize how ridiculous and absurd her persistence was.

She mistook fish eyes for pearls and mistook jackals for her husband, which revealed her entire life of ignorance.

Even though she couldn't touch Huo Yanzheng, Chu Wan still leaned forward slightly, snuggled into his arms, and put her head on his shoulder.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a pair of beautiful people hugging each other.

The rain curtain blocked Huo Yanzheng's sight. He didn't know when the black umbrella had been thrown aside by him. He stared at Chu Wan in the photo without mistake, his eyes gradually deepening.

Huo Yanzheng squatted on the ground, raindrops dripped from his hair, slid onto his face, passed over his thin lips, and flowed into his mouth. He tasted the bitterness in his mouth.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the serious expression on his face seemed to be a little chapped. The emotions buried deep in his eyes were faintly leaked out. His thin lips were slightly opened, and his pure and hoarse voice suddenly dropped, "If I had known, if I had known, I wouldn't have

It’s time to promise you a divorce. In this way, you will be mine in life and will be my wife in death!”

The relationship between him and Chu Wan was already on thin ice, and only a marriage certificate tied them together, maintaining this marriage that was about to break up.

If this marriage certificate is gone, it means that the only bond between him and her is gone.

Even if he took something by force, it would be unfair.

Huo Yanzheng closed his eyes, as if to hide the sadness and despair that was about to overflow.

He slowly lowered his head and rested his forehead against the photo on the tombstone.

Chu Wanru's picturesque eyebrows were stained with a bit of sadness. She raised her hand and rubbed his hair, as if she was making a promise, but also as if she was praying. She murmured: "In this life, we are destined to have no connection, if so.

In the next life, we will be a loving couple again."

If he doesn't leave, she won't abandon him.

If there is an afterlife, she will never fail him again!

As soon as the words were finished, Chu Wan felt that her body was gradually becoming thinner and more transparent.

She knew that she was disappearing little by little.

Disappear into the world with Huo Yanzheng.

Go to hell or heaven.

But that's not important.

Just because there is no world without Huo Yanzheng, she has no expectations at all.

Chu Wan's body was pulled by an invisible force, dragging her into the dark whirlpool. She struggled desperately, but it was in vain.

In the moment when she was completely plunged into darkness, she only had time to take one last look at Huo Yanzheng.

That look was full of affection and reluctance.

However, no matter how much I covet the warmth of this world and no longer let go of Huo Yanzheng's tenderness, this is all I can do.

Before she could say goodbye to this world properly, and before she could say goodbye to Huo Yanzheng, she disappeared into the world.

When the body dies, the soul dies.

In this world, there is no trace of her living breath.

Her past, along with her future, have been erased.

When her consciousness came back little by little, Chu Wan opened her eyes blankly, thinking that she was in hell or heaven.

However, when Huo Yanzheng's handsome face came into her eyes, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Huo Yanzheng will not exist in hell or heaven.

Could it be that she was hallucinating?
Chapter completed!