When Wang Yao looked at the hospital bed again, there was only an old lady with a wrinkled face and a thin figure but a kind face.

He took a deep breath and walked into the ward.

"...Jiujiu."

Wang Yao came to Lin Jiujiu's hospital bed holding the bouquet of flowers, and then called softly.

The old man slowly looked away from the window and looked at Wang Yao.

Her face was full of kindness and calmness, and she must have lived her life without any pain.

"...Ah...is it...time to eat?"

The old man asked with a smile, her voice a little weak and vague.

Wang Yao felt a little choked in his throat, and then he slowly squatted down and placed the bouquet on the bedside table.

"Jiujiu...it's not time to eat yet...you are still the same as before...you are just thinking about eating."

"...Well, it turns out it's not time to eat yet..." The old man slowly looked out the window again.

"Jiujiu, do you...remember me?"

Wang Yao didn't know whether he should ask this.

She was the one who took away her memory in the first place, but now she asks such a question, is this really appropriate...

"Sorry... young man, I haven't seen you before. Are you... the new caregiver?"

Tears welled up in Wang Yao's eyes.

He raised his hand gently and held the old man's old and withered hand.

"Yes... I'm... the new caregiver, here to chat with you..."

"Haha... Is that so... I seem to talk too much, and the old caregivers all think I'm annoying..."

"I don't find you annoying. I like listening to you talk... If you have anything to say, you can tell me..."

The old man stared out the window quietly, and then spoke slowly.

She told Wang Yao who she was and what she had experienced in her life, because the doctor said that this would help inhibit her brain deterioration.

She seemed to have been in a car accident and her memory was damaged.

She was in her thirties and had to start from scratch. Fortunately, there were many enthusiastic people who helped her. She successfully integrated into the society and found a good job.

Life has returned to normal.

"My husband and I met when I was 35... Hehe... I'm really grateful that he was willing to accept me, someone with an unknown background..."

After hearing Lin Jiujiu say that she was already married, he slowly put the small box in his hand back into his pocket.

"My life... has been very happy... I have three children... They are all very successful... My husband passed away five years ago... But he didn't die in pain... He has no regrets in this world."

"Well... I believe he is happy to meet you..."

Wang Yao squatted quietly beside the bed, listening to the old man's words.

"But I always have a dream. In the dream, there is a man... who seems to be my husband, but I know that he is not the same person as my husband in real life. Hehehe... You must think that I am not a good woman..."

"No...Jiujiu..." Wang Yao's voice was a little choked.

"It was just a dream..."

"Alas, in the dream, my husband... seemed to have gone to a very far place... He didn't want me to wait for him anymore, so I said, 'Go away! If you're gone for a year, I'll wait for you for a year. If you're gone for ten years, I'll wait for you for ten years. If you don't come back in this lifetime, I'll wait for you for the rest of my life... Hehe, how silly, just like you said... It was clearly a dream..."

Li Muhan, Yin Qi and Lin Ziyu who were outside the door were all silent.

The old man has indeed lost his memory.

But humans also have something called subconsciousness.

Dreams are, to some extent, a reflection of one’s subconscious mind.

She had not forgotten Wang Yao. In her subconscious, she had never forgotten Wang Yao for a moment...

"Now... my husband is gone, and the husband in my dream... hasn't come back yet... Hehehe, I'm such a bad woman, I actually thought I had two husbands... cough cough..."

Having said this, the old man began to cough.

Wang Yao quickly supported her and let her lie flat on the bed.

"Alas..." the old man sighed.

"I can't wait any longer... Young man, tell me... Have I missed something very important in my life?"

The old man turned his head slightly and looked at Wang Yao.

"...No...Jiujiu..."

Wang Yao gently combed the old man's hair to one side.

"I missed you... I'm an idiot..."

The old woman looked at Wang Yao with tears in her eyes, and the smile on her face became more and more gentle, but her eyes became more and more blurred.

"...Really...you're back...you idiot..."

The old man raised his hand tremblingly, and Wang Yao quickly held it, feeling a little surprised at what the old man had just said.

"In the future...don't be so impulsive...times are different now...Wang Yao..."

Wang Yao couldn't bear it any longer. He held the old man's hand tightly, rested his forehead on the old man's hand, and tears began to fall silently.

He knew that the old man was not thinking of him.

But he has already begun to enter his dying moments.

The old woman now seemed to be in a dream, her consciousness had begun to blur, but only now... could she truly remember Wang Yao...

"Yes... yes, I know... I was wrong before... it's all my fault... Jiujiu, I'm sorry..."

"Idiot... Now I'm not the deputy director anymore... If you continue to do evil... No one can protect you... Do you know how much blame I've taken for you in the past?"

"I know, I know... I'm sorry... I won't do this again..."

"Okay... I've been waiting for you now..."

The old man's withered hand slowly stroked Wang Yao's head.

"I have no regrets in my life now... Wang Yao..."

Hearing the old man's call, Wang Yao slowly raised his head, his tear-soaked face full of pain and self-blame.

"Wang Yao... Thank you... for letting me live a life I never imagined... I will never hate you again..."

The moment the old man's hand slipped, Wang Yao's small box was not delivered.

Is this a pity after all?

Chapter 485 As long as the atmosphere is here, there’s no place to go to play.

Li Muhan and the other three did not hear the end. After all, this was the moment that belonged to Wang Yao and Lin Jiujiu.

But when he saw Wang Yao walking out of the ward alone, still holding the bouquet of flowers.

Li Muhan was a little confused.

"...Nothing was given away?"

However, Wang Yao's face no longer had the previous nervousness, nor could he see how disappointed he was.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his arms.

This pack of cigarettes clearly did not belong to this era, and even Li Muhan had never heard of this brand.

"I won't give it away."

"Don't you feel sorry?" Yin Qi asked in a rare initiative.

Wang Yao took out a cigarette and prepared to light it.

But the smoke turned into ashes the moment it came into contact with the air.

He looked at the ashes flying in the sky and slowly put the lighter away.

"There is nothing to regret. From the moment I made that decision, she and I were destined not to be in the same world. Just like this thing, I took it with me when I entered the rift and never wanted to smoke it. , seems to be intact, but once its time really starts to pass, it will immediately become broken into pieces..."

Wang Yao handed the bouquet of flowers to Li Muhan.

"Leave it to those who are truly useful."

Li Muhan took the flowers, glanced at Wang Yao and asked.

"Do you want to go back?"

Wang Yao smiled and nodded.

"Although my sentence has ended long ago, I can no longer be considered a thing of this world... I don't know when I will come back next time. Captain Li, you are not a human being. Maybe next time I When I wake up, I can see you again, and I hope you won’t forget me.”

In that moment full of complex emotions, Wang Yao's movements seemed particularly calm.

He stretched out his hand towards Li Muhan, and the palm revealed an indescribable power, as if it was silently expressing a kind of farewell, and it also seemed to be a new beginning.

Li Muhan smiled bitterly, a mixture of helplessness and relief. He raised his hand and held Wang Yao's hand.

The palms of the two people held each other tightly, conveying the unspoken understanding and respect between them.

"I think it's impossible for me to forget you," Li Muhan's voice contained a hint of joking, but also revealed deep sincerity, "You are the first person in the world to wet me with urine."

Wang Yao burst out laughing when he heard this.

The laughter was full of unabashed cheerfulness and ease. "That was a misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" He said while waving his hands, as if he wanted to brush off this embarrassing past incident.

However, in this relaxed atmosphere, there was an inappropriate sound of crying from the rehabilitation center behind him.

The voice was full of sorrow and reluctance, as if people were grieving for the death of their family members.

This sudden sadness is in sharp contrast with the ease between them, which makes people feel a little sad.

Wang Yao didn't seem to be affected by this sad atmosphere. He put down the heavy burden in his heart, and everything seemed to be over.

He lifted the small box and faced it with the sun. The light passed through the box, reflecting a warm and soft halo.

Then, he slowly opened it.

A somewhat quaint ring appeared in the box, lying there quietly, emitting a faint light.

This ring was made of moonstone pearls picked by Wang Yao himself and handed over to Mo Yu, the then director of the Engineering Department of the Special Management Bureau, to be made personally.

Each of its lines contains Wang Yao's hard work and emotion.

"Give it to you, little sister."

Wang Yao's voice was gentle but firm, and he threw the box to Yin Qi.

Yin Qi frowned slightly after seeing the box: "I don't wear jewelry."

Wang Yao seemed to have expected this. He smiled slightly and didn't seem to mind. "Whether I sell it or throw it away, I would like to express my gratitude to you."

After speaking, Wang Yao waved his hand, indicating that they did not need to send him back again.

"Okay, you don't have to send me back. It's a rare trip out and I want to visit more."

His words revealed a desire for freedom and a curiosity about the world after being isolated from the world for nearly forty years.

He wants to explore alone and experience the beauty of this world.

At this moment, Lin Jiujiu has left this world. Perhaps like Wang Yao said, he no longer exists in her time.

Wang Yao's figure gradually faded away. His steps were firm and powerful, as if he was pursuing his own future.

Li Muhan, Yin Qi and Lin Ziyu stood there, watching Wang Yao leave.

Their hearts were filled with complex emotions, including emotion, respect, and a trace of reluctance.

Because they know that Wang Yao cannot integrate into this world. He belongs to the underworld now, and what he sees and thinks now is just another big dream after returning to the rift.

When he comes back from the rift again and again, one day, everyone will forget his existence.

At that time, where should he go?

After returning home, Li Muhan found that Xia Yue had been sent back by Su Xue.

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