Chapter 394: Dark Lights and Long River (End)

She seemed to see Lu Zhinian walking towards her from not far away, holding her favorite iris in his hand.

In fact, when a person is dying, he or she does not have the energy to say anything so-called last words.

Song Nian felt as if all the strength in his hands had been drained away, and even blinking slowly was laborious.

The last look she gave Lu Zhinian was nothing more than a silent gaze.

The distance between the two people was so close, just a few steps, but there was a life-and-death chasm in between, and there was no possibility of crossing it by another step.

Song Nian slowly closed her eyes. She felt no regrets. At least in the last moment of her life, she got everything she wanted.

But if possible, she still hoped that this period of time could last a little longer. She wanted to spend more time with Lu Zhinian and prolong the length of their love as much as possible.

But she could only look at him, a faint smile on her lips, and slowly closed her eyes.

Something seemed to shatter in Lu Zhinian’s eyes. Song Nian’s last perception of this world was Lu Zhinian’s cold hand tightly holding his own.

He said, “Nian Nian, stay, don’t leave.”

In the quiet bedroom, Lu Zhinian held Song Nian’s hand tightly, feeling her body temperature flowing through his fingertips. After a long stiffness, he felt that a certain part of his body that had been tense finally couldn’t bear the weight, and blood was dripping. He closed his eyes and cried out in pain, and his heart-wrenching cry echoed in the room.

He always thought that his heart was as cold as ice, but it turned out that Song Nian had always been all his softness and compassion.

Lu Zhinian shed all the tears in his life.

It is cold in late autumn in Switzerland.

Lu Zhinian held a funeral for Song Nian, and all the members of the Lu family came from afar, exhausted.

The parents of Lu Mingfang and Lu Zhinian also arrived. Everyone wanted to comfort Lu Zhinian and ask him to mourn his loss, but seeing the man’s deathly pale face, those frivolous and powerless words of comfort were ultimately not spoken.

The candles in the mourning hall were always lit, and all the way up the mountain, eternal lamps were also lit.

In the darkness of the night, there was a strange flickering light.

Lu Zhinian sat in the mourning hall, looking at Song Nian lying in the ice coffin with a peaceful and gentle face.

She looked more like she was asleep than dead.

Lu Zhinian touched the cold coffin with his fingertips trembling.

He lowered his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were dark and surging, countless strong emotions mixed together, making it difficult to see his true feelings.

“Niannian, you clearly promised me that you would take good care of your illness, so why did you lie to me and go out to buy things? Why did you make me watch you leave and didn’t even want to say your final goodbyes to me?” Lu Zhinian paused, and with his hands, he traced the outline of Song Nian’s face on the cold transparent glass.

“Are you still blaming me? Blaming me for leaving you in the Lu family?” Lu Zhinian smiled, his eyes red. He said, “You must think that I don’t remember anything, right? Actually, I remember everything.”

When Lu Zhinian first met Song Nian as a teenager, she was a frail, skinny child standing at the entrance of the dim corridor, tentatively walking in. Her back was faintly trembling, revealing a look of fear.

He stood behind her, watching her wandering around in confusion.

Lu Zhinian is not a nosy person. Even when he was a teenager, he had a heart of stone.

But as he watched Xiao Songnian fall down again and again and get up again and again, a strange emotion spread in his heart.

He finally walked towards her, with tentativeness and curiosity, he wanted to see what this little girl looked like.

What should the people who are struggling to survive in this welfare home look like? Lu Zhinian originally thought that he would see a sad and thin face.

But Song Nian’s eyes were bright, and even though he was in a mess, his eyes were still clear and his expression was bright.

She looked at herself as if curious.

This corridor was originally going to be closed because the welfare home needed to be renovated and all planning had to start from scratch.

He asked her why she had to go this way, and Song Nian said that it was very close to her bedroom from here and she always walked this way.

So he told her that after a while, this corridor would be equipped with street lights, lots and lots of street lights.

Song Nian was very happy. She did not hide her emotions. Admiration spread in her eyes. She looked at Lu Zhinian expectantly and said in a cheerful voice, “Then I won’t have to be afraid of the dark when I go back. Thank you, little brother.”

Lu Zhinian said you’re welcome.

In fact, what he wanted to say was that this was nothing more than a small matter, and people did not need to shed tears of gratitude for a little kindness from others.

But reason told Lu Zhinian that there was no need to say these words, as there would never be any intersection between the two of them. His momentary act of pity might be the closest they had ever been to each other in their lives.

But later, someone from the Lu family brought her to him.

Lu Zhinian never thought that this person would be Song Nian.

He didn’t want to meddle in other people’s business, but when he found out that the person coming was Song Nian, he went downstairs as if possessed.

He looked at the helpless girl standing among a group of middle-aged people and said softly, “Come with me.”

He was serious at that time, and the reason was very simple: Lu Zhinian believed in fate.

If fate makes Song Nian appear again and again, then he will accept his fate.

What’s more, Lu Zhinian thought, it would be more than enough for him to raise a small bean sprout.

If she stayed with him, he could install a lot of lights in the Lu family, so that even if she was afraid of the dark, she would not be scared to tears.

At this time, Lu Zhinian pushed open the lid of the ice coffin, stepped in calmly, and lay down beside Song Nian.

A look of satisfaction emerged on Lu Zhinian’s face. He raised his hand and gently stroked her pale face due to blood loss.

“Niannian, I kept you because I recognized you at that time. I always wanted to take good care of you, but I didn’t do enough. It’s my fault.”

As he said this, he slowly closed his eyes, turned sideways, and held Song Nian in his arms.

He felt a little pain in his heart, frowned, and tried to suppress the discomfort in his body. He said calmly: “I always made you sad in the past, but I won’t do that anymore. If there is an afterlife, I will listen to you. Nian Nian, if there is an afterlife, I hope I can suffer all the pain you have gone through, so that you won’t be displaced and sick.”

When he said this, he could no longer control himself, and dark blood flowed from the corners of his lips.

He hugged Song Nian tighter, feeling the numbness of his body after the intense pain spread.

This world is so desolate. I can hardly hold on any longer. If you are not here, I don’t even know how I will live on in the days ahead.

Lu Zhinian closed his eyes, feeling the blood slowly stop surging. He saw Song Nian’s figure go from blurry to real. She was standing not far away, smiling and waving at him. She said, “Lu Zhinian, come with me.”

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