After so many years of deliberation, in the end, Fu Haochen didn't get any love from Fu Haochen.

When Luo Enxi was discharged from the hospital, he learned that He Xia Nuan was dead.

Xia Xiaoxi said that this was very pleasant. But Luo Enxi didn't feel anything.

Even if He Xia Nuan is dead, the lives that have been killed by her will not come back to life.

Death cannot wash away one's sins. This is just the ending He Xia Nuan deserves.

Death is something that everyone must face in the end, but some people are beautiful, and some people are stinking for years.

When he was discharged from the hospital, Luo Enxi suddenly remembered that she had also "dead".

Luo Enxi learned from Xia Xiaoxi that her tombstone was standing on Fu's ancestral grave.

Luo Enxi felt a little unbelievable, and didn't know why Fu Haochen treated herself this way.

After torturing herself for so many years, so that she lost her heart, but gave her such treatment after death, Luo Enxi didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Finally, Luo Enxi decided to look at her tombstone.

When she walked into the quiet Fu family tomb area, there was only a gentle wind around her as if singing in her ears.

Luo Enxi stood in front of her own tombstone and watched quietly. Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

From the moment a person is born, time keeps moving forward, until finally lying in this land, the time belonging to this person will completely stand still.

Luo Enxi looked at her name on the tombstone, wondering what kind of feeling she felt in her heart.

She suddenly felt that all these years of her time had actually been stolen from heaven.

Originally, she should lie here, but Gu Xijue snatched her back from death.

Luo Enxi stood silently like this, and soon, a gentle footstep came from behind him.

"Why are you here?" Fu Haochen's deep voice sounded along with the footsteps.

It sounds sweet and sweet, coming with the wind, as if to drive away all darkness.

"I'll take a look at myself." Luo Enxi replied.

Fu Haochen did not speak for a while, but walked to Luo Enxi's side and looked at the tombstone in front of her with her.

"I'll let someone remove it." Fu Haochen said suddenly after watching for a long time.

This side of the land bears many of his tears, unwillingness, and self-blame.

He had been here for countless days and nights, telling Luo Enxi the truth that he had never said. This is indeed carrying many memories of Fu Haochen.

But now Luo Enxi is back, so this tombstone is no longer needed.

But Luo Enxi rejected Fu Haochen's proposal.

"No need." Luo Enxi said.

Fu Haochen showed a surprised expression. He opened his mouth and asked, "Why?"

"The original Luo Enxi is dead." Luo Enxi looked at the land in front of him and said softly.

The former Luo Enxi had burned to death in the fire. Her unbearable soul and broken heart are buried in this land.

Fu Haochen was silent for a long time, looking straight ahead.

After a while, Fu Haochen's deep voice sounded again.

"Then I will pursue the current you again."

Luo Enxi seemed surprised, she turned her head and looked at Fu Haochen.

"You are right. The previous thing should be turned over." Fu Haochen's voice was low and pleasant, even with a hint of joy, "En Xi, what I said to you that day, we can go back and return to the last one. At the beginning, I will take back this sentence."

"We shouldn't go back." Fu Haochen also turned his head and looked at Luo Enxi with a very beautiful smile on his face, "We should start again."

New time, new you, new me, new relationship, new love.

Luo Enxi's expression changed obviously, she turned her head away.

Luo Enxi, who had just been discharged from the hospital, was still pale. When the early spring wind blew, Luo Enxi's long hair moved with the wind.

She saw the tenderness and seriousness in Fu Haochen's eyes.

This was something she didn't often see in Fu Haochen's eyes before, but today, it appears so clearly and so clearly before her eyes.

Start again? Luo Enxi had never thought about it, so this concept was still a bit vague to her.

"En Xi, I like you." Fu Haochen threw the thunder on the ground again, shocking Luo Enxi's heart.

It seems that the heart that has been silent for so many years is beating again.

"We've been here again, En Xi." Fu Haochen said, taking a step forward and getting closer to Luo Enxi.

But Luo Enxi took a step back.

Luo Enxi turned her head slightly away from Fu Haochen, and then said lightly, "Some things can't be passed by just saying the past."

She also wanted to go there, but the scar left after the iron nail on the fence was pulled out, is there any way to repair it?

They can only stay there forever, neither close nor far, just like that, barely reminding you of everything that has happened.

Fu Haochen's movements froze for an instant. He originally wanted to hold Luo Enxi's hand.

He didn't want to hold the pair of hands at all, and every time he just held them in a vain way, now he wanted to hold them, but found that the distance between those hands and him was already terrifying.

Luo Enxi looked at the imaginary tombstone behind Fu Haochen, her voice calm as if she was telling someone else's story.

"In those years, every time I shed tears, I could only hide under the quilt by myself, suppressing my voice."

"I used to want to repair our relationship like that, but I don't know what went wrong, where did it go wrong? We used to be better like that. But since I came back-I only went out for a short year -Everything has changed drastically."

"After marrying you, I think everything will gradually get better, but you hate me more and more. No matter what I do, I can only get you cold eyes and wanton sarcasm."

"You never cared about me at all. Sometimes I wonder if I am dead, you will be happier instead."

"But the obvious opposite is your dedication to He Xia Nuan. As long as you call from the hospital, no matter what you are doing, you will definitely be by He Xia Nuan as soon as possible."

Luo Enxi said quietly, but the turbulent emotions in his eyes became stronger and stronger, impacting Fu Haochen's heart.

"Fu Haochen, you don't know."

"You don't know how envious He Xia Nuan I am."

You do not know.

you do not know any think.

Luo Enxi said, taking another step back.

But this time, Fu Haochen did not hesitate at all, stepped forward a few steps, and directly grabbed Luo Enxi's hand.

He won't let Luo Enxi run away like this again.

It used to be Luo Enxi who was chasing his footsteps, this time, it was him who chased Luo Enxi.

Luo Enxi can retreat, it doesn't matter. Fu Haochen grabbed Luo Enxi's hand and looked at her affectionately. Luo Enxi took a step back, and he could move forward ten steps, one hundred steps, until it was enough to hold Luo Enxi in his arms.

Luo Enxi now rejects him, it doesn't matter. Fu Haochen can see his heart clearly now, he just likes Luo Enxi, only Luo Enxi. Therefore, he can spend the rest of his life in pursuit of Luo Enxi.

It doesn't matter if Luo Enxi retreats. As long as he advances faster than Luo Enxi, isn't it all right?

Fu Haochen thought, took a step forward, and directly hugged Luo Enxi in his arms.

"I caught you."

Fu Haochen's voice was soft, but it seemed to be heavy in Luo Enxi's ears.

At that moment, Luo Enxi felt the love he had been silent for so many years, and jumped again.

She couldn't help but hugged Fu Haochen back, and then buried her face in his arms.

Luo Enxi knew that she was very hopeless.

But for so many years, only Fu Haochen was tempted by her, and only Fu Haochen was tempted by her.

Fu Haochen's embrace was warm and strong, and for the first time, it opened to Luo Enxi without hindrance.

Luo Enxi could shed tears wantonly in this embrace, or laugh wantonly in this shelter.

Tolerance, this is the best gift that someone who really loves you can give you.

Fu Haochen and Luo Enxi embraced silently in this quiet cemetery. The distance of five years, the relationship of ten years, are being drawn a little bit closer.

Fu Haochen rubbed Luo Enxi's soft hair, and said softly, "He Xia Nuan is dead. Her death is not enough to clear her sins. However, no one will disturb us anymore."

Luo Enxi frowned. She raised her head from Fu Haochen's arms, her eyes flushed, "This He Xia Nuan is dead, but who knows if there is a second and third He Xia Nuan? "

Luo Enxi never knew that she could still ask such a jealous question, but that was how she asked.

"No." Fu Haochen hugged Luo Enxi tighter again, "No."

Fu Haochen didn't give any explanation, but he didn't know why. At this moment, Luo Enxi wanted to believe his words.

"Nothing."

Fu Haochen whispered in Luo Enxi's ear, an extremely reassuring promise.

"From now on, there will only be two of us," Fu Haochen said at last.

Luo Enxi didn't reply, but all the answers were contained in her tightened arms.

"I'm also guilty." Fu Haochen's deep voice sounded again, "but I won't die like He Xia Nuan. I want to live to redeem my sins and be your old scalper for the rest of my life by your side, plowing you for a lifetime ground."

In the end, Fu Haochen's voice had a slight smile.

Luo Enxi couldn't help but smile.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you plow or not.

The important thing is that Fu Haochen is by her side.

Her, beside.

All the whispers are in the wind. Behind the two people, the grass and the tree, all the gods in this cemetery, are watching all this quietly, as if sending the best wishes.