Chapter 59 Finale

The first ray of sunshine in the morning slowly emerged from the clouds in the sky, and the thin colorful colors slowly spread out, and there was an intoxicating glow between heaven and earth.

Fanyang's morning was so beautiful, but she didn't find out until today.

The fatigue of the journey still hangs on Li Jialan's eyebrows, but her eyes are still clear and bright, which is the light brought by her eyes.

A taxi stopped beside Li Jialan and asked her if she wanted to take it.

Li Jialan took a long breath of the cool fresh air in the morning and nodded and smiled at the taxi driver. The taxi driver immediately came down and helped Li Jialan put his luggage in the trunk.

It's a long distance from the airport to Liyuan. Li Jialan snuggled up in the seat and slowly closed her eyes tiredly.

"Ji Hao, will you let her go like this? Won't you regret it?"

"If you do something wrong, you will suffer retribution. She has been retribution, and I have also been retribution. Do we have to continue to suffer retribution again and again?"

"What retribution is just a lie..."

"Yes, it's true nonsense, because she is the ghost who has died once. Get out of here, what are you looking at, get out of here..."

"It turns out that the real Nan Xinyi has died. I have figured it clearly. You liar, I only love Nan Xinyi, not you, the female demon Li Jialan. Get out of here. I don't want to see you anymore..." A familiar man's voice bound Li Jialan in the nightmare. She couldn't help trembling and suddenly opened her eyes. Opening his eyes, it turned out to be just a dream, but Li Jialan was still in a cold sweat.

And when she left, not far after she walked out, the heartbreaking sound behind her was still stirring her uneasiness-

"Li-Jia-Lan, you female ghost, why do you let me love you so much..., why..."

Love is a kind of poison. Li Jialan shook his head violently and swept away the sound around his ear.

"The journey must be very tiring. When you get home, you can have a good rest." The taxi driver noticed Li Jialan's condition and chatted with her with a smile.

Slowly relaxing the tense nerves, Li Jialan smiled back at the driver, "Yes."

home? Once thought of this word, Li Jialan would have a strong sense of desolation, but now, Li Jialan can't help putting her hand on her slightly raised lower abdomen, and her eyes showed hope of happiness. Where there is a dream, there is a future, and where there is life, there is hope.

The nightmare has finally passed, and I want a bright future in the future.

When the taxi stopped, Li Yuan was right in front of him.

Li Jialan dragged her suitcase and slowly walked to the iron-carved door. After nearly two months of separation, I don't know how much dust had sunk in this lonely home. She disappeared inexplicably. I don't know if the servants hired will empty her house because they can't find her employer?

These two months, in the long river of life, are not long, but in Li Jialan's feeling, it's not just two months, it's just a difficult two years.

Fortunately, all the nightmares have ended. Li Jialan breathed a long sigh of relief, but then frowned. She has lost the key to the house and the door is here, but how can she get in?

There is no fear of being close to home, as long as you can't open the door.

I was thinking about whether to find a professional unlocker to come and help her unlock it, but Li Jialan inadvertently saw that the door was unlocked. With a burst of joy in his heart, Li Jialan opened the door and walked in. When he arrived at the yard, he saw a man bending down to trim the flowers and plants in the flower Garden.

Hearing her footsteps, the man turned around and raised his head. It's Wu Dejun!

"Miss..." Wu Dejun looked at Li Jialan in a daze for a long time before he realized it. First, he shouted at Li Jialan, and then shouted at the other side of the house, "Auntie, Miss is back, Miss is back..."

Grandpa? Li Jialan was still moved by Wu Dejun's affectionate person who was still staying in the Li family. Hearing him shouting "uncle", he didn't react for a moment. Stunned.

Is Wu Dejun calling Huo Yan?

Is Huo Yan here?

Li Jialan, a familiar figure with a British stand-up, quickly ran out of the big house.

Li Jialan's eyes turned over, and tears immediately overflowed, with a tearful smile, shining in the already sunny morning.