No, no, it shouldn't be like this! Ji Yuyan was heartbroken in pain. She tried hard to pull Jingxiu's hand, but the scene suddenly changed to an empty and cold conference room.

Sitting in the conference room were her mother, aunt, cousin, relatives, Lu Fang, Wei Yizhen...

"Don't worry, Auntie, I've already contacted the funeral home to arrange the cremation. A car will be sent to pick you up after the memorial service." Wei Yizhen said calmly.

Ji Youyan's head is dull, why do they sit together?

Zhong Qingyu forced her spirits and thanked Wei Yizhen in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Miss Wei, for your help these days. Otherwise, we are not familiar with each other here, and we don't know what to do."

"Auntie, you're welcome. It's all right for me and Yu Yan's friend." Wei Yizhen's eyes were a little red.

Ji Youyan suddenly reacted, is this the situation after her death in the last life? Before had time to think about it, there was a sudden loud noise at the door, and the door was slammed open.

"No cremation!" A female voice that was familiar to her bones came.

Everyone's eyes followed the sound, including Ji Youyan Jingxiu stood at the door, clenching his fists, his body was thin, and his face was haggard like Ji Youyan had never seen before.

"No cremation!" She walked closer to the room step by step, and reiterated, "There is still a way, there is a way, and she really won't be able to come back after being cremated."

Her eyes were bloodshot, staring at everyone in the room, her eyes cold and fragile.

Ji Yuyan felt that he was out of breath in pain.

No one would believe Jingxiu's words like this. Zhong Qingyu's fragile nerves seemed to be stimulated by her words, she rolled down tears, stood up and yelled at Jingxiu: "You go out! Go out! This is our own family business, what does it have to do with you! You go out to me!" She Trembling with excitement.

Seeing that Zhong Qingyu was not in good condition, Lu Fang quickly walked to Jingxiu and said coldly, "Miss Jing, please take a step to speak."

Jingxiusen stared at him coldly, only to reiterate: "No cremation is allowed. At least wait for me for a few more days."

Cousin seemed to be unable to bear Jingxiu's nervousness and stubbornness, and rushed directly to Jingxiu, rudely grabbing Jingxiu's hand and trying to pull her out: "What does it have to do with you? Do you think you are Who is it? Why are you pointing fingers here? Get me out!"

There were tears in Jingxiu's eyes, struggling not to leave: "You let me go! Let me go! If you really care about her, why did you show up now? Why didn't you know to take care of her before? Why can't you wait any longer? Wait?"

Ji Youyan had never seen her so embarrassed, and her heart was broken into pieces. She followed Jingxiu to her cousin and patted his hand in distress, but she could only pass through his body again and again, to no avail...

Wei Yi really couldn't bear it any longer, just as he was about to stand up to protect Jingxiu, Jingxiu suddenly fell down while struggling.

Ji Youyan's heart was broken, and he reached out to hug Jingxiu, but he still fluttered.

"No!" she cried out.

Chapter 107

Ji Youyan opened his eyes, and there was terrifying darkness in front of him. For a while, she was still immersed in the scene of awakening the prospect of Xiu falling, her headache seemed to explode, and her tears overflowed as if the floodgate could not be closed.

In her panic, there was a faint sound of breathing in her ears.

Ji Youyan turned her head and saw that her sweetheart was lying on her pillow, frowning slightly, and she didn't seem to be sleeping peacefully.

The sense of unreality gradually faded, and Ji Youyan's consciousness returned to the cage, reflecting that he should be dreaming again. Her sleep talk disturbed Jingxiu, but Jingxiu was really tired tonight, so she moved her eyes and didn't wake up immediately.

Ji Youyan reached out and caressed Jingxiu's back, coaxing her to approach him unconsciously, relaxing his brows and falling asleep peacefully.

Ji Youyan stared at Jingxiu's soft sleeping face, thinking of her haggard and embarrassment in the dream, her nose became more and more blocked, and her breathing was heavy. Is it just a dream? Why do you think everything is so terrifyingly real? The previous wedding scene did not differ from her memory.

She frowned and pondered, as if she had been having these strange dreams since she broke her head. Is it a coincidence? Or... because of the collision, she accidentally remembered the memories she forgot when she was reborn?

She always knew that when she was reborn, she seemed to have forgotten some of the memories of her existence as a soul after death. Except for knowing that Jingxiu stopped the wedding to send her off and was crying beside her, many of the other memories were vague. It was so fragmented that during the period of her rebirth, she couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality. It wasn't until many things progressed exactly as she had imagined that she was really sure that she had died and was reborn again.

Then if everything you see in the dream is not just a dream, but a real life that happened, what does Axiu mean by asking not to be cremated and waiting a few more days?

What does she want to do?

Ji Yuyan's heart suddenly tightened. Is her rebirth related to Axiu? !

But no matter how you think about it, it feels like a fantasy. Jingxiu grew up in the West and respected all religious philosophies. In fact, he was a staunch materialist. People die like lights go out, what can Axiu do? But if it wasn't for Axiu, how would he explain his inexplicable rebirth, how would he explain Axiu's strange request in the dream?

But dreams can also be really just dreams.

With so many things going on, Ji Youyan couldn't sort it out for a while. She slid down and put her ears on Jingxiu's chest, listening to her heart, beating gracefully.

The heart slowly calmed down.

Ji Youyan took a deep breath and told himself to be patient and give everything to time. If it is really a forgotten memory, maybe slowly, she will be able to remember everything.

There will be answers. She nestled into Jingxiu's arms and comforted herself like this, but she still fell asleep until dawn.

When I woke up again, it was already bright. The phone at Jingxiu's bedside vibrated frantically. Ji Youyan thought it was an alarm clock, so he sat up and stretched out his hand to pick it up and ready to press it. The word "Wen Yan" appeared on the screen again.