“So how would you know if you have met that person?” Qi Chengzhi asked. “Do you know what she looks like?”
“I don’t know. Before, I said no because I don’t know who that person is. I don’t know what she looks like or what her personality is. But I do know that once I have met the person, I will know that it is her. However, until now, I have not met one person like that.”
“That is so unbelievable,” said Nan Jingheng. “How can you be so sure that you have not missed her? What if you have already met that person but you thought that she was not the one, so you missed out on your chance?”
“That won’t happen.” Han Zhuoli was very certain. “Once I have met her, I will not miss out on my chance. I am certain that every single person that I have met before was not her.”
“What if you never meet her?” Chu Zhaoyang, who had been silent the whole time, asked. “You have been waiting until now, and you are already 38 years old. Although 38 years old may not be very old, what happens when you’re 48 or 58 years old? What if you don’t meet that person in 10 years, 20 years, or even 30 years?”
“I don’t know,” Han Zhuoli said hoarsely. “At first, I was certain that I would definitely meet her. I didn’t think that I would need to wait for such a long time. I even thought that I would definitely meet her before I turn 40 years old.”
Han Zhuoli placed his hand on his heart. “But today, this certainty is wavering. It feels like I will never be able to meet her, but at the same time, I feel like I will meet her.”
Lu Man’s heart shook.
The others might not understand or might even think that Han Zhuoli was insane.
They might think that Han Zhuoli’s words were so uncertain that there was no point in saying them.
Even Qi Chengzhi and the others, who were Han Zhuoli’s close friends, did not understand his words.
But Lu Man understood clearly.
Han Zhuoli said that today, he felt that he would never meet her.
That was because she was already dead in this world.
She had been burned to death by the ferocious flames today.
If… if they were meant to be together, the one Han Zhuoli was waiting for was her.
Then he would never be able to meet her in this life.
But he also said that he felt that he would meet her.
That was because her soul was right beside him.
Actually, the one he was waiting for was already here
***
On the fourth day that Lu Man went into a coma, Wang Juhuai and Xia Qingwei got ready early in the morning to visit her with baby Yijun.
Just as the two arrived at the entrance of the hotel and were getting ready to get in the car…
“Juhuai!” It was Wang Jugu’s voice.
It had been so long since they heard this voice. Even after coming to the US, they had not met up with Wang Jugu and his family.
Upon hearing his voice, Wang Juhuai felt uncomfortable. His voice sounded unfamiliar.
When he turned his head, he saw Wang Jugu and Luo Wangyuan rushing towards them.
Luo Wangyuan stood in front of Wang Jugu and Xia Qingwei. Her smile was filled with an ingratiating attitude. “Big Brother.”
When she looked at Xia Qingwei, the smile froze on her face before she called in a casual tone, “Sister-in-law.”
“This is the first time we are meeting. We haven’t had a chance to meet before,” said Luo Wangyuan, smiling. “Look, you have already been married for so long, but this is only the first time we are meeting.”
Wang Qianyun had ordered people to sabotage and hurt Lu Man. Lu Man was still unconscious in the hospital now.
Xia Qingwei was not a saint. She could not ignore their connection with Wang Qianyun. The sight of her parents reminded her of Wang Qianyun.
Xia Qingwei could not stop herself from getting angry.
She had never interacted with Wang Jugu and Luo Wangyuan before. However, because of Wang Qianyun, she held a negative attitude towards them.
