The Queen of Rebirth

Chapter 157 Goodbye Really
"I don't like it." Song Zijing insisted.

"Don't lie."

"She doesn't even like me." Song Zijing said unwillingly.

"Fool. There is no mother who doesn't like her child." Elder Yi said helplessly while stroking his small buttocks.

"But she said I'm not her child, I picked it up from the trash."

"Do you believe she will be so kind?" Elder Yi asked him.

"I don't believe it." Song Zijing looked up at Yi Lao, "So, she is still my real mother, right?"

Old Yi nodded.

"I knew it." Song Zijing said clearly.

"She went to find your father."

"Can she find it?"

"I don't know." Elder Yi shook his head.

"Will you come back if you can't find her?"

"do not know."

Song Zijing lowered her head, "Actually, I really like her."

The voice was so small that Xiaodao could hardly hear the loneliness in his mouth.

In fact, he is only 5 years old this year, an age that needs the care of his parents very much.

Going around for three to five months.

Song Zhenqian has been to many places, Britain, the United States, France, India, Japan, South Korea... But she just doesn't go to Australia and China, she won't look for people everywhere like Xiao Lan, she just wants to relax and go to various places. All kinds of places, all kinds of things to do.

But today, she was flying from South Korea to China, and there was always a point in the year where she wanted to see Fu Siling, as if it was already a rule, so she still went to China.

Back in S City, back to her own villa, she didn't negotiate a word with the servant, she fell asleep on her big bed, she was actually very sleepy, sometimes because of a whim, she was in a hurry to go to a place, and she only slept for a day 2, 3 hours, even, she loves this kind of busy travel very much, it is very tiring but very fulfilling.

Falling asleep, this is the habit of this period of time, she is used to making herself so tired that she can't lift her eyelids, she can fall asleep when she closes her eyes, she doesn't have to think about anything, and she is also used to opening her eyes, Start your next trip.

But this time, she stared at the familiar ceiling and didn't get up immediately. Even without looking at the time, she knew that she had fallen asleep for at most 2 hours. She suddenly wanted to calm down and tell her heart, In fact, you don't have to be so tired.

Day has broken.

Song Zhenqian took a shower and changed his clothes.

China's S City was still in the depths of winter, Song Zhenqian was wrapped in a thick down jacket, and drove his army green Hummer to the cemetery.

In the early morning, it was very deserted and looked a little gloomy.

Standing in front of Fu Siling's tombstone, she habitually stared at the black and white photo on the tombstone. The cold wind blew across her cheeks, making her feel bitingly cold.

"Fu Siling." Song Zhenqian murmured.

In fact, she didn't know what she wanted to say to him, but she just wanted to call him this familiar name inexplicably.

It's been a long time since she stayed for such a long time, as if it was just a day, she just looked at the black and white photo, watching silently, without laughing, crying, or even emotion.

Finally, when she left, she simply said two words to him, "Goodbye."

Goodbye really!

She thought, she should not appear again.

She is very selfish, without feelings, resentment, and everything, he is really nothing to her!
She turned around and walked resolutely.

When it was time to say goodbye, she never hesitated.

Suddenly a little tired.

Song Zhenqian leaned on the driver's platform, hadn't eaten all day, and didn't sleep very well. She held the steering wheel and was considering whether to take a rest before going on the road, but at this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

She looked at the call wearily, and picked it up impatiently, "Say."

During this period of time, Xin Chou would occasionally call her, mostly because he wanted to know if she was still alive.

When a person has really experienced life and death, he really will not take his own life easily. She thinks, ordinary people will not understand, at least, ordinary people will not be reborn after death.

"I found Yuanxiu."

Song Zhen was stunned.

Feeling in a trance that she is not in reality, she is trying to make herself confirm that fact rationally.

"Not far from you, in a small town near the sea in City S." Xin Qiu continued.

Everywhere she went during this time, Mr. Yi and he knew each other very well.

"A corpse?" Song Zhenqian tried his best to make his voice sound without trembling.

"No, I'll give you the specific address, it's up to you to go or not."

Song Zhenqian held the phone without saying a word.

Xin Qiu's text message suddenly jumped into her eyes. She looked at the long list of addresses and the easy-to-understand route. She ignited the car and drove away quickly.

The small town near the sea that Xin Qiu mentioned was actually an 8-hour drive from the place where Song Zhenqian was staying. Because it was a night road, it took her a full 12 hours to arrive at the place Xin Qiu mentioned. When I was there, it was just dawn, and the unique fishy smell of the sea was particularly obvious in the early morning breath.

Song Zhenqian opened the car door and looked at the dirty and messy street. Her car was placed on the street. Because the inside was too narrow, the Hummer couldn't pass through smoothly. She had to get out of the car and walk into this small street.

The stores and residents on the street opened their doors one after another, and they were all busy doing their own things.

Song Zhenqian walked into the deep alley step by step, her steps were very slow, because she was afraid of missing.

Suddenly, her already slow footsteps stopped. She looked at a black wooden door opened not far in front of her, and a man came out with fishing tools. When she looked at her, her eyes froze. After a while, just a second, he closed the door calmly, carried the tools, and walked forward step by step.

He's slow, really slow.

So Song Zhenqian could keep up with his speed smoothly.

They walked for about half an hour, and there was a sea in front of them, with rough waves.

There are several fishing boats parked on the shore, and someone is already preparing for them.

Song Zhenqian just watched him walk towards the fishing boat step by step, without looking back, he disappeared from her sight in that boat.

The wind at the seaside is very strong, even if she is wearing thick clothes, she still feels extremely cold.

Today's weather is a bit gloomy.

She was suddenly afraid of the rain, and she was afraid that the fragile-looking boat would never come back.

At noon, on the far sea level, the small boat suddenly appeared in front of her, and she stood up excitedly from the sand, because it was too violent, and because she hadn’t eaten for a long time, her eyes suddenly went dark, and she fell down on the sand in an instant. On the ground, she felt like she was floating up in a trance, a feeling of being out of reality, she kept telling herself, she can't die, now, she can't die!

(End of this chapter)