Unless Han Zhuoli sees it with his own eyes, he will not believe it.
But Xie Jiling can't prove it now, so he has to wait until 9 o'clock.
Xie Jiling is not unhappy because of Han Zhuoli's suspicion, because she understands Han Zhuoli's mood very well.
That is to say, when she comes, the rest of the family, just those with bad temper, will give up for a long time.
"You don't think I'm young, I'm strong." Xie Jiling said very seriously.
Just say this with a baby face, it really can't give people any confidence.
***
Lu man has been here with Han Zhuoli for more than 50 years.
Although Han Zhuoli couldn't see her all the time, she was always with him.
Looking at him always single, just because he didn't meet the person in his heart, he never married.
He never compromises.
Until now, Han Zhuoli is 95 years old.
He is lying on the bed. He is old.
Wrinkles all over his face, not as strong as before, is a thin old man.
Lu man sat beside the bed with him, his face now in the twilight, in Lu man's eyes, still can coincide with his young scenery.
Han Zhuoli has never had any illness, just because he is old, and his various functions are degenerating and weak.
But I didn't suffer from illness.
This is a very comforting point for Ruman.
She can't stand to see Han Zhuoli suffering from illness, but she can't do anything.
I can't even comfort him or give him company.
Han Zhuoli is still sleeping, but Lu man is not sleepy.
As Han Zhuoli gets older, Lu man knows that he and Han Zhuoli can spend less and less time together.
She didn't know how much time Han Zhuoli had.
She didn't know how long she could stay with him.
I don't know what to do if Han Zhuoli dies?
Where can she go?
She hasn't been able to go back for more than 50 years. I'm afraid she won't be able to go back in the future.
She can watch Han Zhuoli here now.
But what about the next generation of Han Zhuoli?
What should he do if he guards her unconscious?
Or Actually, she's dead?
How miserable he would be without her.
Who can accompany him?
At least here, there is her soul guarding him.
But who is there to guard him?
Every day, Lu man is tormented by this idea, suffering.
Lu man slowly stretched out his hand, palms and fingertips touched his face.
Suddenly, Lu man found it wrong!
She had never been able to touch him before. She had never been able to touch anyone.
Every time I tried to touch him, my hand went through him.
Her body is virtual.
Every time, she could only put the distance beside his face, pretending that she could touch him and was holding his face.
But now, her hand really touched him, right next to his face.
Her palms and fingers, can feel the texture of his skin, feel the deep wrinkles on his face.
Lu man looks at his hand in surprise.
How can I How can you touch him?
Just surprised, Han Zhuoli suddenly opened his eyes.
Their eyes were opposite.
"It's you." Han Zhuoli said difficultly, his voice was hoarse and not very clear.
"Can you see me?" he asked
"I've been waiting for you all these years." Han Zhuoli said slowly, tears streaming down, "where have you been? Why did you come? "