Or take the initiative to choose to stay in the fog with those who are not even obsessed with "people" …
Chow Sang has proved by his own practical actions what is called "deep affection"-this seemingly indifferent man is a model for all men in the world.
"Even a true lover is probably just so!"
Gently sigh PeiWende aside Zhao Mu surprised eyes picked up Zhou Sheng’s body and walked to the center of the hospital.
"What are you doing?"
For fear that Pei Wende would destroy Zhao Mu and watch him with vigilance.
"I’m just fulfilling his last wish."
Didn’t pay any attention to Zhao Mu stop PeiWenDe walked to the door before and after first bowed their heads and made a kotow and then slowly pushed open the door.
Cheep …
With a gnawing wooden shaft friction, it seems that the uninhabited house has been opened a little bit.
"Is that … a coffin?"
It seems that the first thing that caught Zhao Mu’s eye in the female boudoir was not a dresser, but a coffin that was a little too big.
Just a glance at Zhao Mu can confirm that it is definitely not a coffin.
Or rather, it is the husband and wife who will "close the coffin"
"Excuse me, madam, I brought your husband to see you."
Step by step, he stepped forward and pushed open the coffin lid. Peiwende looked at the already pale skeleton in the coffin and whispered
Because Pei Wende knew that the bones lying in this coffin were none other than Zhou Sheng who entered this fog together with Wan’er.
It was Pei Wende who first saw that Wan’er was not really Wan’er, but that she left a wisp of obsession in this fog.
Although Zhou Sheng has a husband who is good at channeling, the real Wan’er did not practice.
From birth to death, she is an ordinary girl.
Wan’er’s identity as Zhou Sheng’s wife has been with him for several decades in this untimely concept fog.
Until the real Wan’er died, she never thought about psychic calling back her soul.
In fact, this is also the main reason why Zhou Sheng gave up his resistance when he finally faced Pei Wende.
Compared with returning to earth with those women’s obsession, Zhou Sheng’s greatest wish is to keep this fog with his wife forever.
"As the saying goes, 500 brush strokes in past lives have brought you a look back in this life …"
"I don’t know how long you’ve been waiting for this man, but I think you won’t wait any longer this time."
Although I don’t know what happened, Zhao Mu still looked at Pei Wende’s move and his heart still didn’t feel a little shocked and shaken.
This aggressive outsider doesn’t look as bad as he thought?
"Born in the same place and died in the same place"
"May you be husband and wife again in the next life."
No, I don’t know what’s going on in Zhao Mu’s heart. Pei Wende put Zhou Sheng’s body in the coffin and slowly covered it again.
Click …
With the crisp tenon-mortise combination ringing in the room, this "coffin" will never be opened again from now on.
"Who is she …?"
Until this time, Zhao Mucai beside the same coffin gently asked his doubts.
Zhao Mu seems to be no longer hostile to this outsider through Pei Wende’s just a series of actions.
At the very least, Pei Wende Zhao Mu has a preliminary letter in his heart, and he is no longer an unknown "monster" as before.
"Who is she?"
Corners of the mouth slightly draw the outline of a smile PeiWenDe twist a head looked at his side.
"She is Chow Sang’s real wife and the culprit."
Speaking of which, Pei Wende paused a little before Zhao Mu continued in that half-puzzled and half-vacant expression
"But it all matters to her."
"You need to know that if it weren’t for her, this fog might not be like this."
After saying his word, Zhao Mu’s face revealed a little suddenly.
"I see. Is that why Mr. Zhou stayed here?"
Theory is willing to give up the huge "harem" …
