Half a year later, Minister Wei called me to come over, and He Yuhan had also sacrificed himself while on a mission. He left me a letter, asking me to bury his ashes along with that photo next to your grave. He said that if he couldn't love and be with you in life, he hoped to be by your side in death;
"Ah Lan, do you resent him, hate him?"
"I did resent and hate him." Chu Dieyi sighed softly: "But from the moment I was reborn in this time and space, my love and hatred for him dissipated."
Yang Mengchen didn't speak, not knowing what to say.
Perhaps only by letting go of oneself can one live a better life, like Ah Lan, like her.
Gathering her thoughts, Chu Dieyi asked Yang Mengchen, "How did Ah Meng come to be here?"
"Airplane crash."
