Chapter 643 Finale (4): The Song Has Not Ended, but the People Have Dispersed. What a Pity that Our Love Is so Deep but Our Fate Is so Shallow

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This pair of children is the most unforgettable concern of the mother.

Now that everything has been explained, Lin Xuanji folded her hands and placed them on her lower abdomen.

All the strength in her body was dissipating, and her vision gradually blurred.

Who is crying, who is talking, singing here and then the other side came on stage, all the hustle and bustle of this world slowly left her.

At such a night time, she dreamed of prosperity.

In the temple, pilgrims came slowly, and the "dong dong dong" sound of the wooden fish was like an ancient hymn, and a love story began.

The bright and beautiful girl knelt on the futon, "God, please give me a husband."

She shook the stick tube in her hand, and soon a stick fell down.

A Sanskrit sentence above---The song has not ended, but the people have dispersed, but the love is deep and the fate is shallow.

The love has always been deep, but the fate is shallow.

She truly understood now.

Lin Xuanji slowly closed her eyes, two hot tears slid down from the corners of her eyes and quickly sank into the ends of her hair.

The whole world was filled with that scene, she held the signature in her little hand, and suddenly looked back, in the distance, a beaded curtain was opened by a few slender fingers, and he stood there, a child of destiny, full of elegance.

Mr. Lu!

Hehe, Mr. Lu!

Lin Xuanji slowly raised her lips, her breathing stagnated.

On xx day of xx year, Madam Xuanji passed away peacefully in her own smile, ending her legend.

The beauty left, and a hazy drizzle began to fall outside.

…

On the plane.

"Sir, your coffee." Butler Ye handed over a cup of hot coffee.

Lu Jinwen looked at the documents in his hand, then raised his hand and accidentally knocked over the coffee.

The coffee fell to the ground and broke.

Lu Jinwen leaned over to pick it up, and the fragments of the cup cut his fingers, leaving a long wound on his fingertips.

The blood inside quickly came out.

His handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the blood was a bad sign.

"Sir, are you okay? Let me bandage it quickly." Butler Ye exclaimed.

Lu Jinwen handed his hand over, he looked out the window, and asked in a faint voice, "Is it raining?"

"Yes, sir, it's raining."

No wonder he felt so cold.

His limbs were all icy, without a trace of warmth.

The scene of his departure reappeared in his mind. He looked in the rearview mirror and saw her standing under the palace lanterns in the corridor, looking at him and watching him go.

She was waiting for him to go home.

It was like a dream.

He just wanted to get things done now, and then rush back early. He wanted to hug her and kiss her. He had endless words to say to her in his heart.

She was waiting for him at home, it felt so good.

...

Z country.

A luxury car slowly stopped in front of a dilapidated temple. Butler Ye opened the back door and Lu Jinwen got out.

He was wearing a black tweed coat, with the cold frost and rain of the night. His deep phoenix eyes glanced at the dilapidated temple lightly, and he pursed his thin lips.

"A distinguished guest has arrived today, so Xuan Yi will not come to greet him. Mr. Lu, please!" At this time, the voice of the monk Xuan Yi came from the temple.

"Sir, this monk likes to be mysterious the most. I'm afraid it's a trick. Why don't we let a few bodyguards catch him." Butler Ye whispered.

Lu Jinwen had no expression, and he raised his hand slightly.

Butler Ye quickly shut up and stepped aside.

Lu Jinwen spread his long legs, walked up the steps step by step, and entered the temple.

His polished leather shoes stepped on the fallen leaves, making a "rustling" sound, calm and composed.

Like an emperor in person.

In the temple, Xuan Yi sat on a pile of straw, with a bonfire in front of him, and he was roasting chicken.

Lu Jinwen walked over, took off the black gloves on his hands and put them into the pockets of his coat, then slowly squatted down in front of the campfire, rubbed his two big palms in front of the campfire to keep warm.

"I'll give you ten minutes to eat this chicken. Is that enough time?" he said indifferently.

Monk Xuanyi looked at Lu Jinwen and smiled, "It's been almost thirty years, and Donor Lu really hasn't changed at all. I'm old, but Donor Lu is not old at all. He's still the same as he was back then, which makes the pilgrims in the temple look back frequently, and they all ask which young man is so brilliant."

Monk Xuanyi's face was already full of wrinkles, but there was a Taoist spirit in his eyebrows, and he looked very fairy-like.

Lu Jinwen lightly hooked his thin lips, then stood up, he retreated to a door panel, leaned his handsome back lazily against it, took out a cigar and held it between his thin lips, he slightly bent his waist and lit the lighter.

He took a puff of cigarette and then exhaled the smoke. He glanced at Master Xuanyi calmly, "Two minutes have passed."

Master Xuanyi: Damn!

He quickly took the roasted chicken off the grill, tore off a piece and put it in his mouth. It smelled really good. Only food in this world should not be wasted.

"Master Lu, would you like a chicken leg?"

Lu Jinwen put one hand in his trouser pocket and smoked with the other hand, "Thank you, but no."

Master Xuanyi laughed, "Master Lu, you have been looking for me for so long, and now you have captured me alive, what do you want to do?"

The smoke blurred Lu Jinwen's handsome face. He smiled and lifted his thin lips, "I heard that Master Xuanyi knows the past and the future. I came to you because I want to make the best use of you. Master Xuanyi, don't hide it. If you have any extraordinary skills, just show them. Otherwise, I will capture you alive... I can fry or cook you."

"..."

Master Xuanyi said in his heart, you beast in human clothing, just continue to eat **.

In ten minutes, he finished a chicken and left the temple with Lu Jinwen.

"Donor Lu." Master Xuanyi suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you know... it's raining?"

Lu Jinwen didn't say anything, just looked at him, and people's scalps tingled.

Master Xuanyi felt that it was too tiring to deal with this person, as if he had seen through all his tricks at once.

Monk Xuanyi laughed awkwardly, "Donor Lu, I'll go with you."

...

Lu Jinwen rushed back overnight, walked out of the airport hall, and drove a long business car on the way home.

It was raining outside, and it rained all night.

"Stop the car." Lu Jinwen suddenly said.

The business car slowly stopped.

The back door opened, Lu Jinwen got out, and Butler Ye held up a black umbrella and propped it over Lu Jinwen's head.

Lu Jinwen walked into a store and took a lollipop.

She loves candy.

She will be very happy if you give her a lollipop.

Lu Jinwen's handsome face showed tenderness.

Monk Xuanyi looked at the man outside the car and shook his head with a sigh, "Everyone is gone, why give lollipops?"

...

After a day of rain, the extended version of the business luxury car drove into the lawn of the manor. The servant hurriedly opened the door of the villa. Lu Jinwen rushed back in the wind and rain.

"Xuanji..."

He stepped into the door and called out.

Xuanji...

Xuanji...

His call resounded throughout the villa, causing waves of empty echoes, and finally slowly dissipated, and no one answered.