Chapter 1862 - Meeting Ling Limu again

Chapter 1862: Chapter 1936: Meeting Ling Limu again

Fu Xiyao came to the ice cellar. Ling limu was lying on the bed with his clothes closed.

Fu Xiyao went up and came to his side. She slowly reached out her small hand to caress his handsome and delicate face.

Her soft white fingertips slowly came to his straight eyebrows, high nose... she curled her lips, and her smile was soft and bright.

Ling limu, Ah, ling limu..

Fu Xiyao repeated his name in her heart. Then, she trembled, closed her eyes, and gently kissed him..

..

The next morning.

Everyone found that Fu Xiyao was gone. Fu Xiyao was not in the room, not in the villa, and no one could find her.

When everyone pushed open the ice cellar door, they found Fu Xiyao lying next to Ling limu with her clothes closed.

Fu Xiyao was no longer breathing.

There were no wounds on her body, so she passed away naturally.

She left with Ling Limu.

Fu Xiyao left peacefully with a smile on her lips.

The two of them held hands, and Fu Xiyao held Ling Limu’s hand tightly. No matter how the descendants separated, they couldn’t separate them.

Ling limu and Fu Xiyao were buried together.

..

“Yaoyao.”

“Yaoyao, wake up quickly.”

“Yaoyao!”

Fu Xiyao heard someone calling her, and she slowly opened her eyes. All of a sudden, she saw Shi Shi’s Mommy.

Shi Shi’s mommy looked at her worriedly. “Xiyao, you’re finally awake. Your High Fever has subsided. I was really afraid that your little head would be fried.”

Where was this place?

Fu Xiyao looked around blankly. This seemed to be her maiden’s room.

Where was Ling Limu?

Fu Xiyao jumped up from the bed and looked to her side. Ling limu was no longer there. How could it be? She was clearly holding onto his hand tightly.

Fu Xiyao lifted the blanket and stepped on the carpet with her bare feet. “Ling limu! Ling limu!”

..

Fu Xiyao knew that she had really been reborn. When she was 16 years old, nothing around her had changed.

The only thing that had changed was... Ling Limu.

She hadn’t met him when she was young, who had sold his body to bury his mother. She had no connection with his life.

Qinglun’s father hadn’t come back yet, and Fu Xiyao didn’t even know if he was in this world.

The next day, Fu Xiyao went to school. In the afternoon, a luxury car exclusive to Guttinberg picked her up and brought her home.

In the luxury car, the phone in Fu Xiyao’s bag rang. It was a call.

It was from Prince Rosen.

Fu Xiyao answered the call. “Hello, Rosen.”

“Xiyao, are you free tomorrow? You have just recovered from a serious illness. Come to the royal family tomorrow. My mother and sister want to see you properly,”Prince Rosen’s gentle voice was transmitted over.

After returning to her previous life, Fu Xiyao was no longer willing to step into the royal family. In her previous life, she lived for Glory and responsibility. In the future, she only wanted to live for herself and Ling Limu.

However, where was her Ling Limu Now?

She had to make a trip to the royal family.

“Rosen, I’ll See You Tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

Prince Rosen wanted to say something else, but at this moment, he heard the sharp sound of brakes. The luxury car stopped.

“Young miss, I’m sorry. We’ve arrived at South High School. South High School just happened to be getting out of school. It’s full of students. The road is blocked. We need to wait for a while,”the driver said respectfully.

South High School?

Fu Xiyao turned her head and looked out through the bright glass window.

Her clear black and white pupils suddenly contracted.

Seeing Fu Xiyao’s gaze fall on the gate of South High School, the driver said, “Miss, you went to an aristocratic school, and this South High School is an ordinary high school. The students there are from ordinary families, so naturally, they can’t be compared to an aristocratic school. However, South High School is a key high school. Regardless of their background, the students there are all excellent... Sigh, Miss!”

The driver called out because Fu Xiyao suddenly opened the back door and got out of the car.

The phone in her hand fell on the back seat. Before she hung up, Prince Rosen’s voice was still ringing, “Xiyao! Xiyao!”

Fu Xiyao stood outside the car elegantly. The voices of the whole world had faded away. In her heart and eyes, she was only thinking about the person in front of her.

The 18-year-old Ling Limu wore a black hooded hoodie and rode on a bicycle. He had a buzz cut and a dog-like fringe on his forehead. He looked handsome, reserved and unruly. He stuffed two earphones into his ears, after putting on his hat, he pedaled the bicycle and left.

Fu Xiyao stood where she was and watched his receding figure. Her tears instantly fell. She was reborn. At the age of 16, she met the 18-year-old Ling Limu.

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The end.

Ni Shang had told her a long time ago that Fu Xiyao vs Ling Limu was a very special story. The beginning of the story was a love story that spanned 15 years. Next, ni Shang was going to write about the green campus, and Ni Shang was going to write about the past few years, she had written about all kinds of overbearing ceos, and this was the first time she had challenged this kind of youthful beauty and excitement. Thank you for accompanying her all the way.