At this time, the Wang family's parents no longer struggled with whether to have grandchildren. As long as they could give them a living child, they were satisfied.
As for Cen Yue, shortly after divorcing Wang Zhiyao, he paid off his debt to Xingyu, sold his house, took his daughter to Hong Kong for development, and never interacted with the Wang Family again.
*
Before she died, Su Qiao looked very calmly at the man sitting beside the rocking chair, fanning her slowly. "You are hiding something from me."
"If you don't say it, you won't have a chance to say it."
After living together for so many years, no matter how well he hides it, no matter how careless Su Qiao is, you can still feel it occasionally.
"I thought you wouldn't feel it."
Cen Mohan stretched out his hand to tuck the blanket for her, and the fan in his hand continued to fan her.
"When should we start talking about it?"
"It must have been when I was fifteen years old. One night, I had a dream..."
Cen Mohan slowly fell into memories and told Su Qiao about the dream he had when he was fifteen and his experiences in those ten years.
Su Qiao tried his best to cheer up and listened carefully, but then his whole body became messy in the wind.
This guy actually had the same dream for ten years, and whether it was the black hole that kept spinning in the dream or the heartless woman in the dream, it had troubled him for ten years.
It wasn't until I met her that these troubles gradually disappeared.
Su Qiao vaguely remembers that he mentioned this dream once, but what he said at that time was that he later suffered from sleep disorders because of the dream.
After meeting her, I rested better.
Do you remember that she jokingly said, "I'll be your tranquilizer"?
"Xiao Qiao, tell me, could that ruthless woman in my dream be you?"
In fact, this problem has troubled Cen Mohan for decades.
I couldn't see what the woman looked like, and their voices were different, but their tone of voice was somewhat similar at times.
"That was your dream, how should I know?"
"Besides, if you mind, why are you still with me? Why are you still so nice to me?"
Su Qiao The more I think about it, the more damn it feels like.
"You are sick!"
She really didn't expect that this guy would hide this kind of thing in his heart and hide it all his life.
If she hadn't asked, wouldn't he have planned to tell her?
"Why not?" Cen Mohan had confusion in his eyes.
"It doesn't stop me from liking you, and it doesn't stop me from wanting to be with you."
"Over the years, I have studied a lot of information on reincarnation. I feel that everything in the world undergoes reincarnation, including people."
"And what was in that dream was what happened in our last life."
"In the last life, you didn't like me, rejected me, and you didn't belong to me. In this life, we fall in love and live a happy life together, which just fulfills the dream of the previous life."
Su Qiao: "..."
"Yuan, you big-headed devil, you are dead!" How dare you lie to her.
"Well, I'll die with you."
Cen Mohan put down the fan, stretched out his hand to touch her cheek, which looked a little flushed with anger, and took out a small medicine bottle from her pocket with the other hand.
"Look, I've even prepared everything."
Su Qiao looked at the small brown medicine bottle and was stunned, "There is something wrong with you."
Who asked him to die with him?
Do you think you are still young and will die for love?
Cen Mohan twisted open the cap and drank the potion in the bottle in one gulp before Su Qiao had time to stop him.
He calmly closed the lid and threw it into the trash can.
"You didn't know until I was sick?"