Wow, she's having a lot of fun! She can control the cycle of life and death

"Oh... Sister Qingshu, letting you meet him is already the greatest favor I can give you."

"I, I'll just hug him for a bit, and I'm willing to spend 50 million."

Chi Da raised his eyebrows, "Yeah... OK, deal."

How generous!

Then let’s fulfill Sister Qingshu’s wish.

Chi Da stood up and threw two talismans into Guo Xiuzhu's ghost body, using magic to restore Guo Xiuzhu bit by bit to his flesh and blood physical state before his death.

Including the pair of ghost eyes, which returned to the bright look they had in life.

"You can touch and hug each other now, for five minutes."

Nangong Qingshu crawled to his feet and stood face to face with Guo Xiuzhu. Their eyes met and their gazes met.

"Qingshu."

"Azhu."

They hugged each other tightly, as if they were afraid of losing each other again.

"Azhu, I miss you so much." Nangong Qingshu.

"I miss you too, Qingshu. I'm sorry, I don't know what I can do to make you forget me."

"I will never forget you, ever."

"Qingshu, I'm dead. You can't keep remembering me. It will be unfair to your future husband." Guo Xiuzhu persuaded soberly.

He knew that having the chance to see his beloved girl again would mean a final farewell.

He understood that humans and ghosts have different paths and that there would no longer be any future for them.

He hoped that Nangong Qingshu could forget him and live a good life.

Nangong Qingshu didn't say anything, crying silently.

"Qingshu, we are not destined to be together. I'm sorry, I can't give you anything anymore. Forget me, move forward, and you will meet someone who truly loves you again."

"Azhu..."

"Qingshu, seeing you look haggard makes me feel bad. If you are well, I will be well too."

Nangong Qingshu looked up at Guo Xiuzhu's face, "Azhu, do you... have any unfulfilled wishes? Tell me, and I'll fulfill them for you, okay?"

"After I died, my parents adopted an orphan, and they are living a good life now. The only thing I can't let go of is you, and you are my unfulfilled wish.

Qingshu, I hope you can treat yourself well. I think you are still as bright and charming as before, and full of energy every day.

I am a ghost and you are a human, we are destined to be separated by yin and yang.

I will always miss you, but you can't always miss me. You have to face the reality positively and treat your future husband fairly. "

Guo Xiuzhu touched Nangong Qingshu's head and said, "Qingshu, if I were still alive, I would never watch you marry someone else, but I'm dead.

People who are alive must always look forward. I can no longer control your happiness and life.

Look at it in a positive way. If we all have another life, then we'll see each other in the next life."

Nangong Qingshu felt pain in her heart when she saw the love and joy in Guo Xiuzhu's eyes.

She knows it all, but what can she do?

How can one forget someone so easily when love is so deep?

She also tried to like Liao Yangbo, but what was the use of her efforts alone?

Everyone who is alive will have melancholy thoughts, moments of trance, and sad loneliness.

When she entered into a new relationship, she was sincere, but she was trampled upon.

Guo Xiuzhu gently wiped away the tears on Nangong Qingshu's face with his cold fingertips, "Qingshu, go out more when you have time. I haven't had time to take you to see the aurora yet, you can ask a few friends to go with you.

Or wait until the next man who loves you appears and let him take you to see the Northern Lights."

"Woooooooo..."

Nangong Qingshu burst into tears again, crying like a child.

Guo Xiuzhu held Nangong Qingshu in his arms, comforting and coaxing her as he did when she was alive, tears of blood flowing down his face.

Gradually, he turned back into a ghostly body and could no longer touch Nangong Qingshu.

"Azhu, Azhu."

Nangong Qingshu couldn't meet Guo Xiuzhu and was so anxious that he was about to jump up and down.

"Qingshu, I love you, take care."

Guo Xiuzhu turned away. He was reluctant to leave, but he had to leave.

He knew that the living were in greater pain than he, the dead, but he could do nothing about it.

"Sister Qingshu, don't cry anymore. Say goodbye to Guo Xiuzhu properly and wish each other the best." Chi Da said.

Guo Xiuzhu turned to Nangong Qingshu and said, "Qingshu, I hope you can meet a man who is better than me and loves you more in the future. I wish you happiness and health for the rest of your life."

Nangong Qingshu looked at his former lover and said, "Azhu, I wish you peace and happiness in your next life, and a smooth life until old age."

She hoped that Guo Xiuzhu would live a long life in his next life. As long as he was alive, there was hope for everything.

"Well, okay, Sister Qingshu, wipe your tears first. I have a few words to say to you two."

Nangong Qingshu wiped his face and eyes and continued to stare at Guo Xiuzhu.

"Guo Xiuzhu, you had a calamity in your life, but you didn't make it. Logically speaking, you are still alive, and you are a good match for Sister Qingshu.

Your soul wandered around Sister Qingshu for three days and was met by Lord Bai Wuchang who occasionally came out for night patrols, and he took you back to the underworld.

If you have saved people and done good deeds during your lifetime and have not committed any sins, you will naturally be a human being in your next life.

Just spend your life in the underworld peacefully, and then spend your life as a ghost well."

Guo Xiuzhu nodded. He had always been very well behaved.

"Sister Qingshu, Guo Xiuzhu is dead, so your fate with him is temporarily severed, but it doesn't mean that you are completely destined to be together."

“…Wada, is there still a life of love left for us?” Nangong Qingshu’s eyes were filled with tears.

"I looked at your marriage lines. Your fate in this life is shallow, but it will be a perfect marriage in the next life, but the process will be a bit bumpy.

But what will happen to you in your next life depends on your fate.

After all, the marriage line will change quietly due to various factors of the parties involved.

Although Guo Xiuzhu in this life is dead, I see that your marriage thread has not been broken yet."

Nangong Qingshu and Guo Xiuzhu looked at each other with anticipation. There was still a next life, how great!

"However, Sister Qingshu, your own marriage and emotions are complicated.

Let me explain it to you briefly.

It's like this, this is your second life with Guo Xiuzhu. You missed each other in your first life due to misunderstanding, but you loved each other.

In the previous life, you died first, leaving Guo Xiuzhu to live out his life alone.

In your previous life, there were two men who liked you, one of whom was Liao Yangbo.

But in your previous life, Liao Yangbo was kind to you, which is why you are involved with Liao Yangbo in this life.

If Liao Yangbo in this life can love you with all his sincerity as he did in the previous life and live a good life with you, the two of you will have a good marriage in this life.

It's a pity that Liao Yangbo did not seize the fate with you in this life.

There is another man, and that is your second husband in this life.

His love for you in the previous life was no less than Guo Xiuzhu's, but fate has played tricks on you, and you have not met yet."

Nangong Qingshu was stunned.

Chi Da's warm fingertips lightly touched Guo Xiuzhu's brows, and fragments of memories from his previous life flooded into Guo Xiuzhu's mind like a fierce tide.

Guo Xiuzhu had a headache and raised his hands to hold his head, buffering countless images.

"Azhu, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Qingshu, don't worry, I just helped him recover his memories of his past life.

He is a ghost and can have past memories, it won’t hurt him.”

"…Then, can I have the memories of my past life?"

"Of course not."

"..."

Guo Xiuzhu remembered that in his previous life, he had divorced his wife due to a misunderstanding...

There was a man who saved Nangong Qingshu in the snow, and there was another man who died saving Nangong Qingshu...

"Guo Xiuzhu, do you remember everything?"

Guo Xiuzhu raised his eyes, his torn expression filled with regret and pain.