After rebirth, Pei Jiuye overturned raising cubs

Chapter 386 I Will Live With Regrets Throughout My Life

Fu Mingcheng had had enough, parting with Du Lingtong in his previous life.

After eight years of separation, he missed Du Lingtong every day, and only wanted him to walk slowly and wait for him.

He is a firm materialist, but he is willing to believe in an afterlife for Du Lingtong and pray for their reunion in the next life.

At the same time, Fu Mingcheng also hated his own life to the core. For six years, he never recognized that the person by his side was the little wife he was marrying.

"Oh!"

Fu Mingcheng rushed to nothing, and when he leaned forward, he fell to the ground in an awkward position.

Regardless of the pain in his body, he looked up to find Du Lingtong.

Turning his head to see the weak phantom lying beside him, Du Lingtong was looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

Fu Mingcheng heaved a sigh of relief, and twisted his body to get closer.

He let go of his handsome figure in the previous life, and ignored the arrogance of Young Master Fu in this life. Without the support of his legs, he could only move his body awkwardly.

Du Lingtong suddenly shortened the distance between the two.

She placed a soft, cool kiss on Fu Mingcheng's light lips.

Du Lingtong smiled, his eyes curled up like crescent moons.

She said happily: "Sir, it's really a sweet ghost!"

After speaking, Du Lingtong completely disappeared.

"Ling Tong?" Fu Mingcheng thought that the other party was playing hide-and-seek with him, so he called out tentatively.

This time, Du Lingtong really left.

Fu Mingcheng got up from the ground and searched the dark room several times, but he couldn't find Du Lingtong.

He kept murmuring Du Lingtong's name in a low voice, no less than a hundred times, but he still didn't show up.

Knowing that Du Lingtong was gone, Fu Mingcheng persistently called him.

His voice gradually became hoarse, as if it contained sand, and it was as harsh as sandpaper rubbing.

"Father!"

Linger lying on the bed was woken up.

The little girl sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and looked at Fu Mingcheng who was lying on the ground with a sleepy and puzzled expression.

A cry of father woke up the collapsed Fu Mingcheng.

He turned his head stiffly, and saw Ling'er's face not far away, almost the same as Du Lingtong's face.

This is his daughter, the child Du Lingtong conceived for him.

Fu Mingcheng put away the tears in his eyes, suppressed the great grief in his heart, and showed a smile that was more miserable than crying.

He comforted his daughter in a hoarse voice: "Ling'er is awake? It's still early, sleep later."

Linger's mind was clear, seeing her father lying on the ground, she lifted the quilt and crawled out of bed.

With her little feet bare, she ran to Fu Mingcheng's side: "Father, get up."

Ling'er burst into tears. Her father may not be tall, but the image of him in her heart is omnipotent, and it shouldn't be like this.

Fu Mingcheng's sleeve was held by his daughter's little hand, and his body remained motionless.

He didn't have the ability to stand up, and he saw the pain in his daughter's eyes.

Fu Mingcheng raised his trembling hand to cover Ling'er's clear tearful eyes.

He said softly: "Linger, be good, close your eyes."

Ling'er closed her eyes obediently, and then heard the whistling sound coming from her side.

After a long time, weary gasps sounded: "Ling'er, you can open your eyes now."

Ling'er opened her eyes, and saw her father in a wheelchair with well-groomed clothes and elegant demeanor.

Her chubby cute face burst into a pure and bright smile.

"Father!"

Ling'er threw herself on Fu Mingcheng's lap, full of dependence.

Fu Mingcheng squeezed his blood-dripping left hand resting on the armrest of the wheelchair.

He didn't seem to feel the pain, and the palm was getting tighter and tighter.

This was the one he had just climbed into the wheelchair and was accidentally punctured, almost piercing through the palm of his hand.

If Du Lingtong was still there, seeing this scene, he would probably cry from distress.

Fu Mingcheng's eye sockets tightened, his gentle and handsome face was full of exhaustion, haggardness and deep grief and despair, like a walking corpse without a soul.

He stroked Ling'er's hair with his right hand, his movements were gentle and mechanical.

The disappearance of Du Lingtong even hooked his soul away.

If it wasn't for the daughter calling father, Fu Mingcheng would have wanted to leave with him.

If he had a choice, he would also like to end up in a frenzy.

Since there is no possibility of seeing each other again, why bother to linger in this world.

But he also has a well-behaved and lovely daughter, who was left to him by Du Lingtong.

Linger, who was lying on Fu Mingcheng's lap, yawned lazily, and said in a childlike voice, "Father, Linger is sleepy again."

Her spirit is unstable and needs to be dormant to be warmed up.

Fu Mingcheng picked up his daughter easily, kissed her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Father carried you to sleep."

The sound of the wheelchair being pressed against the carpet echoed in the silent room.

Fu Mingcheng never forgets the pain, never reconciles to the loss, he is destined to live in regret all his life.

He will depend on Linger for the rest of his life.

No one knows how far the father and daughter can go and whether they can still integrate into the world.

This old villa on the outskirts of Yuncheng, shrouded in darkness, looked very cold, as if it had been forgotten by the world.

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Late at night, Haicheng, Jingxiao Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, more than a dozen off-road vehicles lined up in a row, and in front of each domineering luxury car stood a disciple of the Yan family who was dressed in black.

The leading middle-aged man has good facial features and a natural smiling face. Both his appearance and temperament are restrained and gentle.

He is also wearing black clothes, but it is slightly different from the black clothes of Yan family disciples.

In the dark night, the black clothes on the middle-aged man's body can be seen, and the light reflected faintly.

After getting closer, he found that his clothes had cumbersome patterns embroidered with gold thread, and the edge of the cuffs was hand-embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, reflecting cold light in the dark night.

A disciple of the Yan family standing behind the middle-aged man took a step forward while holding the bluetooth headset by his ear.

"Second Lord, the owner and wife are still three minutes away from us."

Yan Zigan, the second master of Yan, heard the words, a gentle smile appeared on his already gentle face, and a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

The little niece who had been missing for so many years was finally found.

Thinking of the eccentric little girl when I was a child, I don't know what she looks like now.

Yan Zigan nodded, his seemingly gentle but wise eyes stared at the spacious road not far away, waiting for his family to return.

Two minutes later, several dazzling headlights shone from a distance.

Knowing that it was the eldest brother and the others who had returned, Yan Zigan subconsciously took a few steps forward.

When the convoy stopped at the foot of Jingxiao Mountain, Yan Zigan went straight to the lead car.

He saw through the car window the eldest brother and sister-in-law sitting in the car.

The first ones to come down from the convoy were the disciples of the Yan family and the guards of the Pei family.

Yan Ziang took Lin Su's hand and got out of the car, and the disciples of the Yan family not far away bowed to salute.

"Welcome the Patriarch's return!"

The loud voice reached the ears of Pei Yinan and Qiao Luoyan who got off the car.

Qiao Luoyan looked up at the towering Jingxiao Mountain in the dark night.

Shrouded in the night, Jingxiao Mountain, the mountains are looming, adding a layer of mystery.

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