Chapter 2451
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Unless Han Zhuoli saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it.
But Xie Jiling couldn't prove it now, so she could only wait until 9 o 'clock.
Xie Jiling wasn't unhappy because of Han Zhuoli's suspicions, because she understood how Han Zhuoli felt.
If it had been anyone else in the family, with their bad tempers, they would have already thrown up their hands and quit.
"Don't look down on me because I'm young. I'm very strong," Xie Jiling said very seriously.
But when she said this with a baby face, it really didn't give people much confidence.
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Lu Man had been here with Han Zhuoli for more than 50 years.
Although Han Zhuoli couldn't see her, she was always by his side.
She saw that he was still single and didn't get married because he hadn't met the person in his heart.
He was never willing to compromise.
Until now. Han Zhuoli was 95 years old.
He was lying on the bed, already old.
Wrinkles crawled all over his face, and he wasn't as strong as before. He was just a thin and weak old man.
Lu Man sat by the side of the bed to accompany him. In Lu Man's eyes, his face, which was now in its twilight years, still overlapped with his youthful and handsome appearance.
Han Zhuoli had never been sick. It was just that because he was old, his body's various functions had deteriorated and he was weak.
But he had never been tortured by illness.
This was what made Lu Man feel very comforted.
She couldn't bear to see Han Zhuoli tortured by illness, while she couldn't do anything by the side.
She couldn't even comfort him or accompany him.
Han Zhuoli was still sleeping, but Lu Man wasn't sleepy.
As Han Zhuoli got older, Lu Man knew that the time she could spend with Han Zhuoli was getting less and less.
She didn't know how much time Han Zhuoli had left.
She didn't know how much longer she could accompany him.
She also didn't know what she would do if Han Zhuoli passed away.
Where could she go?
She hadn't been able to go back for more than 50 years. She probably wouldn't be able to go back in the future.
She could watch over Han Zhuoli now.
But what about Han Zhuoli in the next life?
What would he do if he had to watch over her while she was unconscious?
Or … was she already dead?
Without her, he would be in so much pain.
Who would be able to accompany him?
At least here, her spirit was watching over him.
But there, who would watch over him?
Every day, Lu Man was tormented by this thought, and she was in great pain.
Lu Man slowly reached out her hand, her palm and fingertips touching his face.
Suddenly, she realized that something was wrong!
Before this, she had never been able to touch him or anyone else.
Every time she wanted to touch him, her hand would pass through his body.
Her body was illusory.
Every time, she could feel, she could feel 'a's hand's's right now.
But now, her hand ''s hand touch touch' ''s's' ''s touch touch touch touch touch touch''s't's.
Her hand '''t't've feel's' ''s't' ''s't't's' ''t
Lu Man looked at her hand in shock.
How … how could she touch him?
While she was still in shock, Han Zhuoli suddenly opened his eyes.
The two of them looked at each other.
"It's you," Han Zhuoli said with difficulty. His voice was hoarse and not very clear.
Lu Man asked in surprise, "You can see me?"
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