The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 36
Tears fell from Yan Sanhe's gritted face, tearing her life into two pieces.

Half of it is pitiful and weak;

Half unwilling to compromise.

Xie Zhifei was dumbfounded.

My mind was foggy and groggy. It wasn't until an idea came out of my heart that the clouds were cleared.

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When she was "possessed by a ghost", she was struggling and suffering. Yan Xing's inner demon will be a letter from home!
She didn't believe it, or even didn't want to believe that Yan Xing's inner demon could be it!
She fought, tore, and confronted herself, and finally chose to put down three lives, her hatred for the Xie family, and resolve Yan Xing's inner demons during his lifetime!

Xie Zhifei felt his heart being squeezed hard and trembling heavily.

But he still had something to say.

"Yan Sanhe, you said that the coffin can't be closed because the dead person has thoughts that he can't express. It's just a letter from home. He won't..."

"You are not him."

Yan Sanhe's voice was cold.

"You don't understand how difficult it is to ask an arrogant and arrogant person to speak.

What's more, people are divided into three, six or nine levels. At the beginning, he was aloof and showed kindness to their mother and son;
But now that he was convicted and demoted, he shyly asked his step-son, who was an official, for a letter from home. His dignity and upbringing would not allow it. "

"Asking for help is like swallowing a three-foot sword. If he did it, it wouldn't be him."

Xie Daozhi slumped on the ground and looked into the empty space, "He won't fall to that point, he won't."

Yan Sanhe tried his best to sound calm, but there was still a hint of vibrato.

"He wrote to you, asking for your help. You should still remember how the letter was written!"

How could Xie Daozhi not remember it? He knew every word by heart.

Tao:

Stay safe.

When I was young, I was frivolous and thought that except myself, everyone in this world was stupid and mediocre;
A young man who succeeds in getting an official position, has an aloof and aloof temper, has a clean eye, and is unwilling to be dirty with others and joins the ranks of hypocrites; in middle age, his family is separated and he is exiled to a barbaric land.

Such results are all destiny.

Even if it is destiny, I will not regret it.

The only regret in this life is that when I kicked you and your son out of the house, I didn't choose a better day. It was snowing heavily and you were afraid you would be cold.

Fortunately, only those who are extremely cold can run desperately towards warmth.

My son came to visit today for the sake of my grandson.My grandson is pitiful. He fell ill in the womb and suffered from all kinds of medicine at a young age.

I hope you will take advantage of the little kindness you have in the past and ask Dr. Liu Sheng of Tai Hospital for him.

If he can ask for it, it is the child's blessing; if he cannot ask for it, it will be his doom. All I can do is do my best and obey the fate of fate. I can't thank myself enough.

Being in the temple is like walking on a tightrope; being in power is like walking on thin ice.

Be careful!

Handwritten by Yan Xing.

Yan Sanhe's eyes moved toward the window, the corners of his eyes moist.

"He seems to be careless about everything, but his heart is hidden between the lines. If he didn't treat you as a relative, he would never have said those last words."

"..."

Xie Daozhizhuo shed more tears.

After 20 years in the temple, he has been walking on the edge of a knife.

Others only care about whether he climbed high or not. Only your close relatives care about whether you are tired or dangerous.

Just like every time San'er leaves Beijing, he has to give a thousand warnings and one million instructions: "Son, be careful in everything you do!"

"He was looking forward to sending this letter, but what he expected was bad news."

Yan Sanhe walked to the window and pushed it open.

Outside the window, it was still windy and rainy.

She couldn't imagine how her grandfather felt when he saw his grandson's cold body. It must have been a thousand, ten thousand times colder than this miserable night and rain.

"This incident made him completely understand that the old lady didn't tell you the truth at all, and you still hate him to the core." "I..."

Xie Dao's argument was indefensible, and he only bit his own tongue full of blood.

"How desperate he must be for me!"

“He is not desperate, despair will crush a person.

He just hates that he is blind;

I hate myself for having made wedding clothes for others;

I hate that some people can really be ruthless, calculating and cruel to the point of being outrageous. "

She paused for a moment, turned around, looked at Xie Daozhi and laughed at herself.

"Sometimes, love and hate are the driving force for people to live."

Xie Daozhi fell down in shame, and knocked his forehead hard on the ground, once, and again.

Seeing that his father was in extreme pain, Xie Zhifei gritted his teeth.

"Yan Sanhe, since it is hatred, it has nothing to do with family letters."

"I said, you are not him."

Yan Sanhe glanced at Xie Zhifei coldly, then turned to look out the window at the night.

Xie Zhifei saw it clearly.

She slowly raised her head, with the expression on her face like a soldier, looking at the general he admired most.

"Time is a good thing. It is not only fair to everyone, but it can also kill and take away love and hate."

She sighed softly.

"The occurrence of a tragedy may be attributed to God. The occurrence of consecutive tragedies will make people wonder, what is the problem?
Especially for such an extremely smart person.

The longer he thought about the whole thing, the more he realized that he himself was the initiator of the entire tragedy. "

Xie Daozhi suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Sanhe with red eyes.

“If he didn’t take you in back then; if he didn’t let you go back then;

If he had not offended that retainer; if he had been willing to lower his head..."

Yan Sanhe's voice was faint, "Maybe everything has changed."

Xie Zhifei: "Yan Sanhe, what do you mean..."

"There is a cause and an effect."

Yan Sanhe's voice deepened.

"He himself is the cause, and everything else is the effect."

He had seen through Old Madam Xie's plan early on, and he connived at it by default.

Xie Daozhi's hatred was deliberately caused by him in order to force him to become talented;
He couldn't bear to swallow that guest and turned a blind eye;

If time goes back, if life starts over again, as long as he still has the same character and temper, he will still say the same words, do the same things, and bear the same blow of fate.

It is doomed!
And he thanked Daozhi for working hard and making progress, being patient and ruthless when he should be, speaking nonsense to others, telling lies to others, being naughty, scheming, and calculating...

That's why he was able to get to where he is today.

Yan Sanhe turned around and looked at Xie Daozhi, with tears streaming down his face.

“If you make a move without regrets, this is Yan Xing; if you have no regrets in your heart, this is Yan Xing.

He was on the side of conscience and humanity, but conscience and humanity were not on his side. "

These words were like a dagger piercing Xie Daozhi's heart.

He no longer felt pain, only felt ashamed, and wanted to find a lake and jump into it to wash his dirty soul.

"When he thought about the whole thing, he let it go. You must ask, why am I so sure?"

Yan Sanhe repeated it in a mournful voice. This time she was asking herself.

"Yeah, why am I so sure?"

(End of this chapter)