Time flies by.

She traveled with her grandfather, and he displayed his ambitions and continuously expanded the Ji family's territory of power.

Although the two spend less time together and more apart, they are getting closer and closer.

The girl is still young and is naive and ignorant about feelings, but he is never in a hurry. The rest of his life is very long, and he still has too much time with her. He is also confident that his little worry-free will not easily fall in love with other men.

However……

He tried his best, but failed to calculate the will of God.

"Emperor Ji, I'm afraid your body is..."

The old man beside Haitang stared at the man with a deep frown.

After the man learned about his physical condition, he didn't say much, as if all this was destined to happen.

"Hey, great wisdom must be injured..." After a long time, the old man shook his head regretfully and sighed softly.

"Yeah, I understand." The man was silent for a long time, smiled bitterly, and turned to leave.

A swordsman has a sword, and a poet has a pen. From now on, Ji Xiuran will never have Nie Wuyou again.

It seems that God does not allow him to be in her future.

"Ji Xiuran!"

Seeing the man leaving, Haitang quickly chased after him: "You must take a good rest..."

Hearing the sound, the man stopped and his eyes fell on Haitang: "But I still have a lot of things to do."

"A lot of things? Are they more important than your life?!" Haitang asked anxiously.

"Then, if I lie on the bed, will he not accept my life?" Ji Xiuran pointed upward.

"I'll tell Wuyou..." Soon, Haitang took out her cell phone.

However, Ji Xiuran shook his head: "No need."

"Ji Xiuran, what do you mean, doesn't Wuyou have the right to know about such a big matter?" Haitang frowned deeply.

"It only increases worries." Ji Xiuran said softly.

"What do you mean, you plan to hide Wuyou's secret and then push Wuyou away?!" Haitang said.

Ji Xiuran remained silent.

"Oh, Ji Xiuran... you are so great. Who do you think you are? Do you really think of yourself as the leading actor in a tragic drama? You can handle big things by yourself, and then you can completely escape from this world alone.

Disappear?!" Haitang said angrily.

"Everyone has the right to choose, regardless of greatness." After the man said this, he turned around and left without looking back.

…

On the island, in a dilapidated warehouse, the man slowly opened his eyes, his face pale. He seemed to have had a dream. He dreamed of meeting for the first time, dreaming of staying together, dreaming of loneliness and despair.

Soon, the man tidied his white shirt with some effort and looked at the camera with a warm smile on his face.

"wish you a happy wedding."

As he spoke, there was a trace of fluctuation in the man's eyes. He lowered his head, not wanting the camera to capture any of his emotions.

After a long time, the man faced the camera again.

"Jianhu disappeared."

…

At the beach, the man adjusted his body into a more comfortable position. He remembered that many years ago, he and the girl had sat like this on the beach, eating lunch and talking about the future.

Feeling the sea breeze blowing, the man's mind once again recalled the scene where the dream began.

Ji family.

The sun is shining brightly.

The little girl was holding a big pot and was already sweating.

Immediately, the girl used branches to prop up the huge iron pot, stole a lot of food from the Ji family kitchen as bait, and threw it under the pot.

After a while, the bait was placed and the girl hid behind the big tree.

The girl was holding the rope in her hand. She wanted to use the big pot to catch the birds in the mountains behind the Ji family, but after waiting for a long time, no birds took the bait.

Just as the girl was falling asleep, the boy held a book in his hand and came to the big pot. He was slightly startled and looked around, but saw no one. He only saw a pile of food at the bottom of the pot.

What is this doing……?

Immediately, the boy bent down, walked forward with his head curiously, and looked towards the bottom of the pot.

The sleepy girl felt some movement on the rope in her hand and subconsciously pulled it to the left.

There was a "bang" sound and the cauldron fell down. The boy was instantly stuck in the cauldron before he could recover.

The girl ran out from behind the big tree excitedly, went to the big pot, and cheered excitedly, "Wow, hahaha, I caught it, I caught it!"

"who?"

Hearing the sound coming from the pot, the girl seemed startled: "Wow, the bird has turned into a spirit. Are you a monster? You can actually talk!"

"Who are you?"

"Um, me? My name is Nie Wuyou, what about you?"

"..."

Nie Wuyou...

Worry-free…

At that time, he probably would never have imagined that he would be trapped in such a clumsy trap.
Chapter completed!