Before Murong Yunshang could sort out his thoughts, a erratic voice came from beside him: "This is what I specially established to commemorate my lost self and to commemorate my lost love!"

"What~What?"

Turning his head at the same time, Murong Yunshang and Long Yu were stunned: What does it mean?

"Yun Shang, Weichen, no, it's me, I have never had the second uncle, don't you know?"

One sentence was shocked to Murong Yunshang and Long Yuqiu's eyes were stunned at the same time, and their eyes unconsciously fell on his face: Han Weichen's face was very old. If it were really not like a normal age in his forties or fifties, he could not tell anything, but he had some weirdness, but it was not so abrupt and difficult to distinguish.

"Second uncle?

You mean—"He is Weichen?

The face shapes of the two people may be similar, but at this time, the man in front of him really couldn't see Han Weichen's shadow at all. He was really old. No, if there was anything, that was the body shape. His body shape was very tall, unlike the age of hunchback and slowness.

Subconsciously shook his head, Murong Yunshang wanted to reach out to touch his face: After all, the old lady was unwilling to accept that she could understand that she pretended to be a little girl. How could she accept that a good young man pretended to be an old man?

Before Murong Yunshang's hand touched him, Han Rui had already pulled off the scarf wrapped in the collar, and at the same time took off the gloves. When the collar was pulled, the smooth and firm half of the chest connected with the signs of aging entered the field of vision, and the slender and familiar palm. When he raised his eyes, Murong Yunshang's eyes instantly became rosy: No wonder, no wonder he wears gloves all year round! She had asked him before, and he always said that if he wanted to undergo precision surgery, he had to protect his hands. Just like playing the piano, he developed the habit of wearing gloves all year round.

It turned out that his hands and face were in two completely different states! And his neck, half of the skin on the lower part was actually in a young state! Why?

how so?

Her lips were shaking, and tears were filled with tears in Murong Yunshang's eyes. The past was vividly pouring into her heart. She suddenly understood why she had not contacted her for many years. When she was in Korea, she looked for an elder who had never seen her before, but she spared no effort to help him. It turned out that the second uncle was Han Weichen?

He was always by her side, guarding him, and helping him?

Unable to speak, Murong Yunshang began to feel excited.

Slowly putting his hand on, Han Weichen closed his eyes with heartache: "Murong, I don't want to break up with you, I don't want to leave you when you need me the most, nor do I mind your family's life involvement in the nightclub's life. I don't care about other people's vision of these, nor am I afraid of raising a young brother with you, even if you have a son, it won't reduce my love for you! But I mind my strange aging disease, my mutation of my aging overnight, and I may not be able to give you a normal life and company.

I am also a normal person. I was suddenly suffering from these changes and I was hit hard. I couldn't accept it. I was in pain and depression. At one point, I didn't even dare to face it. I sought medical treatment all over the world, but I didn't expect this to be an individual case and an incurable disease in the whole world.

I don't want to give up on you, but I have to—"The past is unbearable to look back on. When I think of the past, Han Weichen seemed to have experienced several lifetimes. I can't believe that all this happened to myself who was once smooth and energetic.

From childhood to adulthood, he has been a top-notch existence. Even if he is not a school grass, he has at least a class grass. He has a good family background, excellent conditions, and good studies. He also has a beautiful and lovely girlfriend. When everything should be perfect, it was a bolt from the blue. At that time, he really wanted to die.

Over the years, he suffered a lot for this disease. Even after the plastic surgery, he suffered from it again and again. However, the physical pain was far less than the psychological destruction and harm. He had not looked in the mirror for many years.

After putting on his clothes, he habitually checked on a piece of brown glass, for fear of seeing his appearance.

Even after several plastic surgery and repairs, after mental debugging, he is often not used to his ugly face.

Although he had plastic surgery himself, there are many cases of successful plastic surgery, and he is also a successful example, if you can still find many artificial traces from his perspective, no matter how perfect the face is, it is inevitable that it is rigid and rigid. Moreover, birth, old age, sickness and death are irreversible! "A man in his thirties has a face in his sixties or seventies, just like an elderly man who insists on shamelessly pretending to be a young man. How can he not be looked down upon by others?

But I am indeed in my early thirties! No matter what, I still have to accept my unchangeable reality.

Han Rui, I chose another identity and name for myself when I had to go back to the front of others! Do you know the origin of this name?"

"Yue, the homonym of love, Yunjiaai. The reason I chose this word is because from the beginning to the end, you are the only woman I love! Murong, I have never fallen in love with others, nor have other women... It's not that I don't want to be with you, but I can't be with you! If you didn't come to me that day and ask me for help, maybe we are two parallel lines in this life, and I won't go to you or disturb you, maybe I met it on the street one day, at most I just looked at you from a distance! But fate is sometimes so strange! Back then, 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 hands! The doctor said that I can be sure that I am lucky. My disease is a great blessing in disguise. It only affects my face and will not affect my body and lifespan. My physical condition is still the same as when I was young. I can live a normal life!"

Speaking of this, Han Weichen was even more excited, his eyes were burning, and his eyes were even brighter in an instant: "If you want, we can still be together! No matter what happened in the past or what we missed, we can start over! Murong, would you please give me another chance?"

Han Weichen was full of love and his voice was hoarse. On the other side, Murong Yunshang couldn't help but burst into tears. The past was like a tide, and it instantly made her look devastated. Unconsciously, she wanted to shake her head: It's too late! No matter how much he loved her, how much they loved each other, now everything is too late! If she hadn't found Long Yu's before, if there was no such part before, if she had no children at this time, or if her relationship with Long Yu's at this time did not go further, she would have agreed without hesitation: What's the virtue of this life? Can she meet a man who loves her like this?

But now everything is too late! Even if she is willing in her heart, everything will never return to the starting point or start over! She is no longer the Murong Yunshang who was the past! Even if she dreamtly longed for this love, she never regretted it! Her lips opened and closed several times, but Murong Yunshang was crying like rain and could not make a sound.

Shocked by the whole incident, Long Yu's mind was confused: Han Rui turned out to be Han Weichen?

It turned out that the man he had been searching but couldn't find was always by her?

But who would have thought that a living person would become another person directly, and in this way, I am afraid that most people can't accept the Han family, except for their own experience, which is simply incredible! From the perspective of outsiders, Long Yuja was also moved, especially when he heard the events of the years he mentioned from time to time, whether it was about his former relationship with Murong, the tombstone in front of him, or the painful struggle he had been silently waiting for over the years, it was always moving; but from the standpoint of the parties involved, Long Yuja felt a deep sense of crisis, especially over the past year, he had not dared to speak up to Murong Yunshang, but his clenched hands had a layer of cold sweat, and his eyes were even more afraid to leave Murong Yunshang, for fear that she would say something that he could not accept, but at the same time, he did not dare to speak rashly, for fear that he would backfire.

As if I had been waiting for a century, the condensed atmosphere suddenly seemed to break a gap. After sobbing slightly, a smile opened on the corner of Murong Yunshang's lips: "Thank you! Whether you are Weichen or the 'second uncle', I owe you a thank you, thank you for your love, thank you for your care, and thank you for everything we have been beautiful!"

With an unknown attitude, Murong Yunshang sobbed, but both men held their breath and hung in the air at the same time.

At this moment, Murong Yunshang said, "Weichen, let the past happen! Many things have happened over the years. You are not the one you in the past, and I am the same. I am no longer the Murong Yunshang you liked before! Time cannot go back, and we will never go back to the past! I am not as good as you imagined. In fact, between us is not as simple as you thought. However, no matter you or the second uncle, no matter whether it is the past or present, I have never regretted every decision I made of you, and also presented my most precious first time as a birthday gift to you. Although the ending was not as good as we expected, I did not regret that moment!"

Now, she doesn't regret it anymore, but she can't change it anyway. She doesn't want to think about it anymore! She took out the key, untied a small ring with a chain from the button of the keychain pendant. After turning it over, Murong Yunshang picked out a golden ring with wavy patterns from the inside, rubbed the fingertips gently, and then raised her hand and handed it over: "Actually, many things are gone, and people can only look forward no matter how good or bad they are, and they can't turn back! This is what I took from you back then - the last memorial, and it is also the only last bit of our memory I left for so many years. I'll give it to you now!"

Han Weichen's eyes were so dumbfounded that he was still digesting her words. When Long Yuji reached out, he picked up the ring: "You should return to the original owner - it's me!"

The double dragon buckle he had changed was a high-quality fake, but it was also his thing! He turned around suddenly, and Murong Yunshang almost rolled down with his eyes wide open: What does it mean?

She turned her head suddenly and her eyes fell straight to Han Weichen behind her again: Could it be that the man he was not him?
Chapter completed!