238 Past and Present Life

The place where Ruan Xiaoshuang fell was extremely steep.

Below it was the unceasingly surging river water. The current was rapid and the water’s momentum was dangerous.

Xie Shi’an had his men search for Ruan Xiaoshuang’s remains for more than ten days, but they could not find her.

All of a sudden, the news of Ruan Cheng’s death and the fall of the Ruan family’s Second Miss spread all over the internet.

The once unparalleled Ruan family had fallen apart in an instant.

People talked about it after tea and meals, sighing.

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Autumn rain fell, and the weather in the capital was a bit colder.

Sang Qianqian still did not wake up. However, she seemed to be awake the entire time.

At first, she seemed to have fallen into silence and darkness. Later, her consciousness drifted and she actually returned to the dream she had before.

That stormy night, she fell from the thirteenth floor, and her blood splattered all over the place. It was Shen Hanyu who buried her in the end.

She turned into a ghost and attached herself to the gravestone. She watched Shen Hanyu sweep her grave countless times and sat in front of her gravestone for a long time.

Sometimes, he would stare at her photo on the tombstone for a long time, his fingers gently stroking her eyebrows.

Sometimes, he didn’t do anything but close his eyes and lean against the tombstone. His expression was sad and haggard.

The last time Shen Hanyu visited her, he bought her favorite flowers and stood by her grave until very late.

Before he left, he leaned over and gently kissed her photo on the tombstone. Across the cold gravestone, he seemed to have also planted a cold and deep kiss on her forehead.

She was supposed to be an ignorant and emotionless spirit, but that day, when she looked at his lonely and cold back as he left, she actually felt an indescribable sense of loss, the loss of parting.

After that, Shen Hanyu never came again.

That was until Guo Muyang and Wen Xu appeared. Wen Xu had shed tears in front of the grave and told her the news of Shen Hanyu. Only then did she know that he was no longer around.

Wen Xu said that the Sang family’s decline, the death of her father, the disappearance of her brother, and her imprisonment were all related to the Ruan family in the capital.

Shen Hanyu had avenged the Sang family, Ruan Cheng had died, and the Ruan family’s assets had been seized.

Ruan Xiaoshuang brought the heavily injured Sang Minglang to stay with the Xie family.

Shen Hanyu’s car fell off the cliff when he went to the Xie family to pick up Sang Minglang.

He and Sang Minglang had both died in the fire caused by the car accident. The car had been destroyed and as for the people inside, not even their bones were left.

In her dream, the person who planned the car accident was Ruan Cheng’s trusted aide, Shao Jin.

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She received news of Shen Hanyu’s death.

An indescribable sorrow spread in her heart. Sang Qianqian’s soul felt as if it was being torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.

After an unknown amount of time, the remnants of her soul floated away from the gravestone and drifted in this world.

Her desire to see Shen Hanyu again lingered in her heart, growing stronger day by day, and refused to dissipate.

Until one day, when she opened her eyes again, she realized that she had become Sang Qianqian again.

The carefree and innocent 18-year-old Sang Qianqian who was doted on by her father and brother.

She was Sang Qianqian, but she was also not Sang Qianqian.

It was as if she was another soul living in Sang Qianqian’s body, unable to merge into her memories and consciousness. She could only silently and helplessly watch as she fell in love with Shen Hanyu at first sight on the night of her eighteenth birthday.

She was anxious and helpless, but she did not know how to tell Sang Qianqian not to get close to Shen Hanyu. She did not want to fall in love with him, because it would make him more unfortunate.

On the day Sang Qianqian confessed to Shen Hanyu.

Her anxiety had reached its peak, but she was surprised to find that even though she could not communicate with Sang Qianqian, she could enter her dreams.

She had told her about the tragic ending of the Sang family in her previous life in the form of a dream. She had also deliberately misled Sang Qianqian into thinking that the tragedy was because of Shen Hanyu.

Originally, she just wanted to stay away from Shen Hanyu in this life and not fall in love with him. Who knew that in the end, she still couldn’t avoid all of this.

After leaving Ming City for five years, she met Shen Hanyu again, and she could not help but fall in love with him again. She had even agreed to Shen Hanyu’s proposal and was very happy to marry him.

The result was the shooting at the wedding, her brother’s disappearance, her imprisonment, and Shen Hanyu’s accident.

In the end, she even drank a cup of poisonous tea with the intention of dying.

On the verge of death, she seemed to see Shen Hanyu, holding her tightly in his arms with red eyes.

Later, she seemed to have fallen into darkness and returned to the cemetery. She saw Shen Hanyu in front of her grave, looking dejected.

She could not tell if she was dead or alive.

The souls of the two lives had fused together, and the memories of the past and present lives were alternating. It was like an endless nightmare that she could not get out of.

Despite all this, she was willing to stay in this nightmare, because Shen Hanyu was in it.

However, one day, this dream realm suddenly shattered and disappeared without any warning.

Sang Qianqian could vaguely hear someone’s low voice beside her.

She struggled to open her eyes from her dazed state, and saw her brother Sang Minglang and her father Sang Pengcheng.

After a while, she finally realized where she was.

“Qianqian.”

Sang Pengcheng noticed that she had woken up. He strode to the bed and held her hand with trembling hands. “Do you know how many days you’ve been sleeping? You’re finally awake!”

Sang Qianqian struggled to sit up. She had not spoken for a long time, so her voice was very hoarse.

“Where’s Ruan Cheng?”

“He’s dead,”

Sang Minglang spat out these two words indifferently and bent down to help her adjust the bed’s height. He then took a pillow and placed it behind her.

Sang Qianqian heaved a long sigh of relief.

Ruan Cheng was the initiator of all the disasters in her past and present lives. The culprit was dead, and all the tragedies should end here.

And now, her father and brother were both alive and well, standing in front of her. The tragedy of her previous life hadn’t repeated itself.

The Sang family’s fate could finally be changed.

“Dad, where’s Hanyu?”

When she asked this question, Sang Qianqian felt uneasy. Sang Minglang and Sang Pengcheng looked at each other and remained silent for two seconds.

“Hanyu is too busy to come over.”

Sang Pengcheng forced a smile. “He’s run into some trouble now, but it’s a good thing. He’s just really busy, so father didn’t let him come-”

Being too busy meant that Shen Hanyu was fine.

Sang Qianqian’s eyes unconsciously curved up, and her voice was light. “Dad, give me my phone. I’ll call Hanyu.”

Sang Pengcheng was still hesitating, but Sang Minglang had already taken out his phone and handed it over.

“We have to let Shen Hanyu know that Qianqian is awake.”

“Dad, let Qianqian talk to Shen Hanyu about her relationship with him,” he said calmly.

Sang Pengcheng looked at his daughter with a complicated expression. In the end, he stood up and said, “Then, Qianqian, make the call first. I’ll go ask the doctor when you can be discharged. Minglang, you come with me.”

They went out and closed the door.

Sang Qianqian lowered her head and dialed a number that she was all too familiar with.

When she heard the sound of the phone being picked up, her heart could not help but beat faster.

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