Anna died, but because she was filled with resentment, her soul still roams the earth.

Her soul slowly approached, bearing its shattered fragments, leaving Anya momentarily stunned.

Finally dead, she no longer had to endure those hellish days. Anya, now a spirit, suddenly let out a long sigh of relief.

Remembering all that she had endured before, Anya suddenly felt a strong pang of regret.

After experiencing betrayal and imprisonment, she finally saw clearly the true face of her beloved man, Su Mingze.

Anya was recalling all she had gone through this year. Her facial expression suddenly twisted, veins popping out as if bearing an immense pain.

Suddenly, a beggar appeared in the hospital's waiting room, interrupting his train of thought.

His ragged clothes couldn't hide his unique charisma and intimidating aura. For a moment, I was taken aback by him.

He knelt down forcefully, his knees slightly bent. The man gently clenched Anya's hand, which had long since lost its warmth.

Looking at this man who was so close to her, Anya was taken aback.

Looking up, he saw a face covered in filth. His eyes momentarily grew confused and doubtful.

With sword-like brows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a well-defined jawline that seemed crafted by heaven. Yet, this handsome face that had captivated countless hearts was now covered in tears.

"Zheng Lingfeng!" Anya Zhang spoke, as if wanting to shout it out.

This man before me, I know him too well.

Four years ago, Feng Manmian publicly broke off her engagement with him in front of everyone.

But Anya seemed to forget that she had long since turned to dust. All that remained was a wisp of a soul.

No matter how loudly you shout, how could this man possibly hear?

At first, I was blinded by lard, desperate to escape Zheng Lingfeng's side. I never looked at him properly, my heart and eyes were completely on Su Mingze, that scumbag. I didn't see the tenderness in Zheng Lingfeng's eyes when he looked at me.

In the end, Zheng Lingfeng gave up and agreed to break off the engagement. He let her go, and finally she could be with Su Mingze as she wished.

But on the night of her engagement banquet, she stumbled upon Su Mingze in bed with her cousin, Ye Muxue.

However, from this moment on, the tragedy began.

At this moment, Su Mingze didn't even bother to put on a facade of the gentle and refined gentleman in front of Anya. He roared and questioned without restraint, ignoring her completely as he made love to Ye Muxue on the bed.

And Anya was caught by someone Su Mingze had arranged beforehand and imprisoned.

Su Mingze not only had his face ruined, but he was also often subjected to food deprivation and torture. In this way, through a year of misery and suffering, An Ya still couldn't survive.

What remained unknown was that Zheng Lingfeng had been incredibly busy during this year, even vowing secretly to upend the entire city, leaving only a chilling and desolate husk if he must, just to find him.

"If only he had been more resolute back then, and refused my annulment. It would have been so much better," Anya said with her eyes slightly cast down.

But... it's too late to say anything now.

At this moment, Anya saw in Zheng Lingfeng's eyes a long-lost glint, mixed with a firmness, as if he had made some kind of decision.

He, who was kneeling on the ground, was numb at this moment. He staggered to his feet and with a long reach, he scooped her up in his arms.

Zheng Lingfeng's strokes were light, as if the person in his hands was merely asleep. His spirit at this moment seemed to be...

Zheng Lingfeng used a ragged cloth to carefully wipe away the dirt and stains from Anya inch by inch. If one ignored the freezing temperature and the wounds on her body, the person lying there seemed to have merely taken a nap.

Anna watched him meticulously tending to his broken pieces, gently combing through his dry and yellowed hair. She couldn't help but bury her face in her hands and sob.

But where could a ghost shed tears? Anya's heart felt as if it were being torn apart. Her nose was sore, but not a single tear would come out.

Zheng Lingfeng wiped his hands clean and sat down at the edge of the table, clearing out an area just big enough for one person.

Anna looked at Zheng Lingfeng's hands, which were once slender and graceful. Now they were covered in dirt, completely unrecognizable from before.

At the same time he felt uneasy, he was also a little surprised. Could he have gone bankrupt?

The ambient temperature was gradually decreasing, but he remained oblivious, gently placing Anya's hand on his stomach and assuming a dignified posture.

It was so light, like covering a sleeping person with a blanket.

"Aya..." Zheng Lingfeng gently covered her icy hair with his hand, his dark and deep eyes filled with guilt.

Since you and I broke off our engagement, I told myself to let go of you sooner. But ever since you disappeared, I realized that I've never been able to forget you. Sometimes, I wonder, what if I had refused your proposal that day? Would everything have been different?

Anya couldn't bear to see Zheng Lingfeng in so much pain anymore, and slowly lowered her head.

"But there are no ifs in this world."

"If I had known his true identity sooner, you wouldn't have met such a tragic end."

Suddenly, he raised his head abruptly. Anya heard a sound, like something piercing straight through Zheng Lingfeng's heart with a sharp steel needle.

The blood gushed forth incessantly, Anya tried desperately to stop it with her hand, but where could a wisp of a ghost possibly withstand the flow of blood? Where could she possibly withstand the determination of a man who wished to die?

Helplessly slumped on the ground, as if countless swords were piercing his heart simultaneously, the pain was unbearable.

"I'm sorry..."

A barely audible whisper, almost lost in the wind, vanished into the air.

Anya watched as the man slowly closed his eyes, a crimson trickle escaping his lips and staining the space they had just parted. It mingled with the...

He trembled constantly, even though he didn't owe anyone an apology. The person who should apologize was him.

I'm sorry, Zheng Lingfeng, I'm sorry.

Anna lay on the ground, writhing in pain, muttering deliriously. But Zheng Lingfeng couldn't hear her anymore.

Its soul gradually brightened, and finally disappeared into the wind.

……

Slowly opening his eyes on the bed, long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a haze appeared in his eyes.

Aren't you already dead?

A luxurious ceiling, a pristine white ceiling, silken bedsheets, a delicately crafted dressing table, a sky-high platform and intricately carved railings. The open windows allow in a gentle breeze, mingled with a faint scent of flowers.

Here is

the place to live?

Anna suddenly sat up, looking around. What was this? Was she back?

Looking at her own arm, there were no longer horrifying wounds, replaced by smooth and delicate skin. Her hand trembled slightly as she touched her own cheek, soft and smooth, full of collagen, instead of being covered in scars.

He scrambled out of bed, not bothering with shoes. He walked barefoot to the mirror and stared intently at his young face. His eyes welled up, and his nose tingled.

In the mirror, he appeared young, yet strikingly handsome. His bright deer-like eyes sparkled like a lake, captivating and endearing. His rosebud lips curled into a gentle smile, as if an angel had descended to earth.

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A cold light flashed in Anya's eyes. Since heaven had given her this opportunity, she would make the An family, Ye Muxue, Su Mingze, and all the others who had betrayed and hurt her pay a hundredfold price!

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