Regretful, Mr. Lin's pursuit of his wife ended in a funeral

Chapter 112 Yes or No

Get the lighter in the kitchen and go to the open space in the backyard.

"Gu Xiqing!"

Seeing Gu Xiqing light the lighter, Lin Qingxuan's heart tightened, "Are you going to destroy your past memories?"

He is so incompetent? ?

Gu Xiqing looked at the hundreds of photos in the box. Without hesitation, she picked up one and lit it. "Yes."

These shouldn't exist.

Keeping it would be a constant reminder to her how foolish and stupid she was in the past.

Lin Qingxuan quickly took the photo from her hand and snatched the lighter from her, "I'll give you an offer."

"Lin Qingxuan, are you sick? Give it to me now." Gu Xiqing thought Lin Qingxuan was crazy. These were just some useless photos, and he was offering a price to buy them?

There is too much money to spend.

Lin Qingxuan grabbed the box from her arms and said, "It's all mine now."

Gu Xiqing couldn't grab it, and snorted angrily, "The person in this photo is not you!"

The words that came out without thinking startled Lin Qingxuan and froze Gu Xiqing in place.

The Lin Qingxuan in these photos is not the Lin Qingxuan of today, and the girl in the photos is not her either...

The memories in these photos do not belong to her, nor to Lin Qingxuan.

"Forget it, keep it if you want." It was not her memory, she had no right to burn it.

Lin Qingxuan also lost interest and put the photo into the box. Looking at the photo of himself playing basketball on the basketball court, he felt so unfamiliar.

It’s not him…

It's not him who's recorded here.

None of them were of him.

He will never be able to see those photos that belong to him in his lifetime.

The two of them went upstairs dejectedly and returned to the room.

Gu Xiqing sat on the sofa and looked around the room carefully. At first glance, this was her warmest harbor.

A closer look revealed that the details were still different.

Her desk is not pink, it is off-white.

She uses a laptop, and here is a desktop computer.

The painting hanging on the wall was of a white deer in the snow, but she liked simple black and white line paintings.

If you look closely, you will find many differences in small details.

So…this isn't her room.

Uncle... not her uncle...

Even though her uncle loved her very much, the same uncle she knew who loved her, he was still… not the same person.

She wanted to go back... back to the group of people she was familiar with.

Here, those who love her still love her, but... but there is always a strong sense of unworthiness.

None of this love is for her.

It's for another her.

Lin Qingxuan sat beside her and held her hand, "Gu Xiqing, I'm here."

He could understand what she was thinking.

"Lin Qingxuan...will you be scared?" Gu Xiqing's eyes were slightly red. She felt very guilty. She felt very guilty for being suddenly reborn here and making her original self disappear.

Lin Qingxuan held her hand tightly, "In the beginning, yes."

There are a lot of differences, but that's also him, isn't it?

He in another parallel world.

"I'd rather be dead..." Gu Xiqing sobbed softly, tears as big as beans falling on the back of her hand, "I should be dead."

This was not her life at all. She occupied the life of another self and destroyed the other self.

"Gu Xiqing, don't say these words again." Lin Qingxuan held her in his arms and gently stroked her head. "Here, you still have me."

Gu Xiqing buried her head in his chest and cried silently.

I didn’t have such a strong feeling before I came back to my uncle’s house. After I came back, I found out... she really occupied other people’s lives.

The furnishings in this room are hers, yet not hers.

They are similar, yet so different...