RI Chapter 53

In the inn, Chen Jing and Yue Chan, after hearing about Deng Qiusheng’s story, also expressed their desire to meet Bai Qingyao.

After getting out of the car, Shang Ziming pulled Bai Qingyao to the entrance of the inn and greeted Lei Yun.

“We’re here.”

Lei Yun smiled and said, “Please come in.”

Just then, a strange gust of yin wind rose, and Deng Qiusheng’s figure slowly appeared on the street.

Bai Qingyao glanced unintentionally and saw a man in a black Zhongshan suit with a slender figure walking over.

His eyes looked at her gently, filled with deep affection.

She seemed to have seen this person before.

Lei Yun smiled as he led everyone inside, then said to Bai Qingyao and Shang Ziming, “I asked you to come because of him.” He pointed to Deng Qiusheng, who was staring blankly at Bai Qingyao.

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Seeing him staring at Bai Qingyao like this, Shang Ziming’s face darkened, and he said coldly, “Who is he? What does it have to do with you?”

Lei Yun smiled, “He has nothing to do with you, but he has something to do with her.”

Lei Yun looked at Bai Qingyao and waved his hand. Suddenly, the inn’s doors opened on their own.

Before Shang Ziming and Bai Qingyao could react, Lei Yun slowly said, “His name is Deng Qiusheng.”

Hearing the three words “Deng Qiusheng,” Bai Qingyao was momentarily stunned. Why did she seem to have heard this name before?

Chen Jing and Yue Chan, who were on the side, had already started eating melon seeds, and the two of them excitedly watched the upcoming century-old drama unfold.

“Qingyao!” Deng Qiusheng hurriedly stepped forward, gently calling her name.

“Have we met before?” Bai Qingyao only felt a splitting headache, and unconsciously blurted out this sentence.

Shang Ziming had already noticed something was wrong with Bai Qingyao. He gently embraced her and asked with concern, “What’s wrong? Where do you feel unwell?”

Seeing this, Lei Yun suddenly tapped her forehead, and Bai Qingyao calmed down.

“Go ahead and tell her. Deng Qiusheng is your previous life’s lover.”

These words stunned both Shang Ziming and Bai Qingyao, and they looked at the man in front of them in disbelief.

“Deng Qiusheng’s knot in his heart has not been resolved. He wants to meet you once.”

“Bai Qingyao, do you know that he has always been by your side.”

Bai Qingyao had a secret. She felt that she was blessed by the God of Luck. When she was in the film crew, good roles always fell on her. If anyone tried to harm her, they would always suffer the consequences. Even when she encountered danger, she would always escape unscathed.

Bai Qingyao looked at the man in front of her, slowly got up, and walked towards him. She looked at his face.

“Deng Qiusheng?”

Deng Qiusheng smiled, as gentle as the spring breeze in March, but his eyes were moist, and he just looked at Bai Qingyao so tenderly.

After a long time, he slowly took out a pocket watch from his chest pocket and handed it to Bai Qingyao.

Bai Qingyao reached out and took it, opened the watch cover, and saw a photo of a man and a woman together inside.

The woman was the Bai Qingyao in front of him, and the man was him.

“Qingyao, I’m sorry, I didn’t fail you, I didn’t keep my promise, I…” Deng Qiusheng actually started to sob, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Bai Qingyao looked at the woman crying in front of her, and her heart ached. “Are you helping me? Is it you?”

Deng Qiusheng looked at her gently and said, “It’s me, it’s always been me.”

“You’ve been looking for me for so long, I’m sorry.”

Deng Qiusheng’s words were like a series of long-sealed spells appearing in Bai Qingyao’s heart. She touched the pocket watch in her hand and seemed to see their past.

Deng Qiusheng glanced at Shang Ziming, who had a cold expression, and his voice trembled: “Qingyao, you must be happy in this life.”

Lei Yun looked at Deng Qiusheng, his knot in his heart had been removed. What he wanted to see was nothing more than Bai Qingyao’s lifelong happiness, and he wanted to tell her that he had not failed her.

Deng Qiusheng smiled and turned to Lei Yun and said, “Innkeeper Lei, I want to chat with Mr. Shang for a while.”

Lei Yun raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this and nodded.

“Upstairs.”

Everyone watched the two of them go upstairs, and Bai Qingyao looked worriedly, or rather, she was worried about Shang Ziming.

Lei Yun stepped forward and said, “Sister Bai!”

Bai Qingyao turned her head when she heard this, and a trace of melancholy appeared on her delicate face. She looked at Lei Yun and said, “Lei?”

“They all call you Innkeeper Lei.” Lei Yun grinned as he looked at her.

“Innkeeper Lei, Ziming, he, will he be okay?” Even if Deng Qiusheng was her lover in her previous life, it was already the past. The person she loves now is Shang Ziming.

Lei Yun smiled and said, “He’ll be fine. Um, Sister Bai, can I get your autograph?”

Bai Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Seeing this, Lei Yun happily took the paper and pen from the counter and walked over to hand it to her.

After Bai Qingyao signed her name, she handed it to Lei Yun, who happily folded it and placed it on the counter.

At this moment, Shang Ziming and Deng Qiusheng also came downstairs.

The two of them had calm expressions, and there was no sign of any dispute.

“Innkeeper Lei, thank you for this.” Deng Qiusheng respectfully offered a blood pearl to Lei Yun with both hands.

Lei Yun accepted the pearl, and Deng Qiusheng walked up to Bai Qingyao, greedily looking at her face. After a long time, he slowly smiled.

His laughter was hearty, and his three-hundred-year obsession had been dispelled.

“Goodbye.” After saying this, he left the inn.

Seeing this, Shang Ziming took Bai Qingyao’s hand and said gently, “Let’s go too.”

Lei Yun smiled as he saw them off, and as soon as they got into the car, Bai Qingyao suddenly said, “Ziming, where is this? Why did you bring me here?”

Shang Ziming’s hand holding the steering wheel paused, and he smiled slightly: “It’s okay, I just took you to the wrong place.”

Lei Yun stood at the door, smiling as he watched them leave.

“Deng Qiusheng just left like that, watching Bai Qingyao and Shang Ziming together.” Chen Jing suddenly came over and said with great interest.

Lei Yun turned to look at her and grinned, “What else can he do?”

That’s right, what else can he do? Chen Jing was stunned.

Lei Yun lowered his head and slowly said, “Deng Qiusheng is a yin person, and Bai Qingyao is a living person. They are destined not to be together.”

“Rather than entangling like that, it’s better to let go. At least Shang Ziming really loves Bai Qingyao.”

“This life’s Bai Qingyao also loves Shang Ziming.”

Deng Qiusheng had no choice. He once wanted to tie Bai Qingyao to his side, but he was a yin person, and they were destined to have no results.

Shang Ziming’s car slowly drove out of Hejiang Street, and the streetlights on both sides were exceptionally bright. He took his beloved girl away from here.

That night, the lights of the inn were always on, but no customers came to the door.

Lei Yun looked at the street corner and slowly sighed.

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