Murong's thoughts are not clear, but a voice on his side says, "this is what I set up to pay homage to my lost self and love!"

"What?"

Coincidentally, turning around, Murong yunshang and Longyu Qun are stunned: what do you mean?

"Yunshang, Weichen, no, it's me. There has never been a second uncle. Don't you know?" In a word, Murong Yunchang and longyuqun were stunned at the same time, and their eyes fell on his face unconsciously:

Han Weichen's face is very old. If it really doesn't look like a normal age of 40 or 50, it's hard to tell, but it's weird, but it's not so sudden.

"Second uncle? You mean - "is He Wei Chen?

The faces of the two people may be similar, but at this time, the man in front of us really can't see the shadow of Han Weichen at all. He is really old. No, if there is one, it's the body shape. His body shape is very straight, not like the old stooping and sluggish.

Subconsciously shook his head, Murong Yunchang wanted to reach out to touch his face: after all, the old granny refused to pretend to be a little girl. She could understand that good young people pretended to be old people. How could it be accepted?

Murong yunshang's hand hasn't touched him yet. Han Xi has pulled off the scarf wrapped in his collar, and at the same time, he has removed his gloves. When he pulls the collar, the smooth and strong half piece chest connected by the loose skin with signs of aging enters the field of vision, and the long and familiar palm, and then raises his eyes. Murong yunshang's eyes are instantly ruddy:

no wonder, no wonder he's all the year round With gloves!

She had asked him before. He always said that to do a precise operation, you need to protect your hands. Like playing the piano, he is to protect his hands, so he has formed the habit of wearing gloves all the year round.

It turns out that his hands and face are totally different!

And his neck, the lower part of the skin is actually young!

Why?

How could this happen?

Her lips were shaking, Murong Yunchang's eyes were filled with tears, and she suddenly understood why she didn't contact for many years. When she went to Korea, an elder who had never seen her did so much to help him. It turned out that the second uncle was Han Weichen?

He has been around her, has been guarding him, has been helping him?

Unable to speak, Murong yunshang began to get excited.

Slowly let go of his hand, Han Weichen closed his eyes sadly:

"Murong, I don't want to break up with you, or leave you when you need me most, or care about the life experience of the nightclub in your family. I don't care about other people's eyes on these things, and I'm not afraid to raise a young brother with you, even if you have a son Reduce my love for you! But I care about my strange disease of aging, the mutation of my overnight aging, and the fact that I may not be able to give you the normal life and company. I am also a normal person. Suddenly, I suffered from these changes, and I was also hit. I couldn't accept them. I was so miserable and depressed that even my family couldn't face them. I went all over the world to seek medical treatment, but I didn't expect that this was a case and incurable disease in the world. I don't want to give up you, but I have to - "

the past can't be recalled. It seems that Han Weichen has gone through several generations. I can't believe that all this happened to him who once had a good wind and a good water and a high spirit. From small to large, he is a top-notch existence. Even if it is not school grass, at least he arranges for class grass. He has a good family background, superior conditions, and not bad learning. He also has a beautiful and lovely girlfriend. When everything should have been perfect, it was a thunderbolt. At that time, he really wanted to die.

In recent years, he has suffered a lot for this disease. Even the subsequent cosmetic surgery has made him suffer again and again. However, the physical pain is far less than the mental damage. He has not looked in the mirror for many years. After getting dressed, he is also used to checking on a piece of brown glass. He is afraid to see what he looks like.

Even after several cosmetic repairs and psychological adjustments, he is often not used to his ugly face.

Although he does plastic surgery himself, there are not a few successful cases of plastic surgery, and he is also a successful example, but if we can find many artificial traces from his point of view, no matter how perfect the whole face is, it is hard to be rigid. Besides, life and death are irreversible!

"A man in his thirties has a face of 60 or 70, just like an old man who has to shamelessly pretend to be a young man. How can he not be despised by jokes? But I'm really in my early thirties! In any case, I still have to accept my unchangeable reality. Han Xi, when I have to go back to others, I choose another identity and name for myself! Do you know the origin of the name? "

"In, the homophony of love, yunjiaai, I chose this word because from the beginning to the end, you are the only woman I love! Murong, I've never fallen in love with anyone, or any other woman I don't want to be with you, but I can't be with you! If you didn't come to me and ask for my help that day, maybe we are two parallel lines in this life, I won't go to you and disturb you. Maybe one day I met you in the street, at most I just looked at you from afar! But sometimes fate is so strange! At that time, I didn't want to let go of you, but I had to give up. Now, I didn't think there was hope, but God gave me a chance! "

"Look at my hand! The doctor said, "I'm sure that I'm lucky. I'm lucky in my misfortune. It only affects my face, but it doesn't affect my body and life span. My body condition is the same as when I was young. I can live a normal life!"

At this point, Han Weichen is even more excited. His eyes are burning and shining in an instant:

"if you like, we can still be together! No matter what happened in the past, what we missed, we can start again! Murong, can you give me another chance

Han Weichen's voice is full of emotion and hoarseness. On the opposite side, Murong yunshang can't control the tears. The past surges over her like a tide, and she is devastated in a moment. Unconsciously, she wants to shake her head:

it's too late!

No matter how much he loves her and how much they used to love each other, now it's too late!

If she didn't find long Yuqun before, if she didn't have this period, if she didn't have children at this time, or if her relationship with long Yuqun didn't go further at this time, the love she hoped for and touched, she would promise without hesitation:

How can she meet a man who loves her so much?

But now everything is too late!

Even if she is willing, it is impossible to return to the original point or start again! She is no longer the Murong cloud dress! Even if this love, she once dreamt longed for also never regretted!

The lips opened and closed several times, but Murong's cloud clothes were full of tears, unable to make a sound.

Shocked by the whole event, Longyu's brain is muddled: is Han Xi Han Weichen? So the man he had been looking for but couldn't find was always by her side?

But who can think that a living person has become another person directly, and it's still this way. I'm afraid that the ordinary people can't accept it except the Han family who have their own experience. It's just amazing!

From the point of view of outsiders, long Yuqun was also moved, especially when he heard the things he mentioned from time to time, whether it was about his old relationship with Murong, the tombstone in front of him, or the painful struggle he had been waiting for all these years, which always moved people; but from the standpoint of the parties, long Yuqun felt a deep sense of crisis, especially in the past more than one year , he didn't dare to make a sound to Murong Yunchang, but his tightly clenched hands were sweating, and his eyes were even more afraid to leave Murong Yunchang, for fear that she would say something that he couldn't accept, but at the same time, he didn't dare to make a rash voice, for fear of self defeating.

As if waiting for a century, the condensing atmosphere suddenly seems to break a gap, shallow sobbing, Murong cloud's lips are torn open a trace of laughter:

"thank you! No matter you are Wei Chen or the second uncle, I owe you a thank you. Thank you for the love you gave me. Thank you for taking care of me. And thank you for all the good things we had! "

The attitude is unknown. Murong's clothes are choking. Both men are holding their breath and hanging in the air at the same time.

At this time, I heard Murong Yunchang say:

"Weichen, let bygones be bygones! A lot of things have happened in these years. You are not the same as you used to be. I am not the Murong cloud that you liked before any more! Time can't go back, we can't go back to the past! I'm not as good as you think. In fact, between us, it's not as simple as you think. However, no matter you or the second uncle, no matter in the past or now, I have never regretted every decision you made, including giving you my most precious first birthday gift as a woman. Although the ending is not as we expected, I have no regrets at that moment! "

Now, she doesn't regret later and doesn't know, but it can't be changed in the end. She doesn't want to think again!

Take out the key, remove a small chain ring from the button of the key chain pendant, turn it over, Murong yunshang pulls out a gold ring with wavy pattern from the inside side, gently rubs the fingertip, and then raises his hand to pass it:

"in fact, a lot of things are past, and people can only look forward to no matter how good or bad they are! This is the last memory that I took away from you in those years. It's also the only last memory that I left for so many years. Now give it back to you! "

Han Weichen's eyes are gaping. He is still digesting her words. He reaches out, but long Yuqun takes the ring: "it's me who should return the thing to its original owner!"

The double dragon clasp that he has changed, although it is a high imitation fake, is also his thing!

Turn around quickly, Murong Yunchang stares at the eyes and almost doesn't roll down directly: what do you mean?

With a sudden turn of her head, her sight fell straight to Han Weichen behind her again: wasn't that man he was then?