The Lin Family has been urging Han Yi to remarry over the years, but he refuses. The Mei Family wouldnât care, and Xie Lingzhi neither worried sooner nor later about this. Why suddenly introduce Han Yi to someone now? Lin Wan doesnât know what Xie Lingzhi is planning.
The phone call was answered by Ye Qing, who promptly intercepted the matter, found the key to Han Yiâs house, and hired a cleaning company to tidy up.
Unexpectedly, the fifty-something "self" appeared.
At this moment, Han Yi, who needed to pick up some documents, also returned home.
Upon coming out, he happened to see "himself." At first, Han Yi thought he was seeing things. It wasnât until he walked a bit further that he realized it was real. He wanted to go back but was wary that Ye Qing might be inside, making conversation inconvenient. So he waited at the door for himself.
Full of hope, he had so many questions he wanted to ask "himself."
But at this moment, the floating self was burning with anxiety. She knew what was about to happen.
She circled around Han Yi, anxious-faced, shouting loudly, wanting Han Yi to go inside, not on the road, donât be on the road.
She floated beside the worthless "self" being mocked by Ye Qing, wanting to tell her not to run, not to trust Ye Qing. Theyâre all lying to you. Quickly go to Han Yi, donât shake him off, donât run on the road.
She shouted till her voice was hoarse, cried out loudly in desperation, even scratched her own face, but what was meant to happen was still happening. She wanted to stop it, wanted them to hear.
But they just couldnât hear, no matter what was done, they couldnât hear. She could only watch helplessly as the large truck approached, wanting to float in front of it, to make it stop, trying to stop it with her hands but to no avail. What was meant to happen still happened. She watched "herself" and Han Yi crash into the truck, their bodies entwined, crushed under it.
The bloodied and mangled "self" and Han Yi made her cry out, almost madly wanting to escape from here. She didnât want to see this tragic and helpless ending, didnât want to see this version of herself. She didnât believe this was her past life; itâs all fake, all fake.
She wanted to leave here, to leave... but couldnât escape.
Watching Han Yi, holding "herself," with the last trace of a smile, gently caressing her hair, slowly closing his eyes.
She wanted to grab Han Yi, telling him not to close his eyes, that she was still here, she was still here.
"Ai Yi, donât sleep, donât close your eyes, look at me, look at me. All these years, Iâve always been by your side. Always here."
"Xiao Wan, my Wanwan, donât be sad. Iâm by your side."
Amid her grief-stricken cries, she suddenly heard Han Yiâs old voice. Turning her head, she saw Han Yi in his fifties, his once clear features now mellowed with the tranquility, composure, and wisdom of experience, looking at her with a smile in his eyes.
At this moment, a look of joy instantly appeared on her face filled with doubt, and she suddenly fell into Han Yiâs arms.
"Uh... youâre so silly, you fool, at your age, donât you have any traffic sense? She wasnât looking at the road, she deserved to die, itâs not worth it. Why did you still go? You knew you couldnât save her." Lin Wan held Han Yi, lamenting his unworthiness and hating herself.
"Between us, whoâs silly, whoâs foolish? Donât you know?" Han Yi sighed helplessly, tightened his embrace, buried his head in her shoulder, and didnât want to leave for a long time.
"Xiao Wan, where did you run off to all these years? Didnât you care about me? Didnât you think of your family? How could you be so heartless, leaving without caring for anything?"
Lin Wan cried, shaking her head, "Itâs not like that, itâs not like that. I miss my mom, miss my brother, and I miss you even more. I let my family down, and I let you down even more. Iâm afraid of seeing the disappointed looks in your eyes."
"It wasnât your fault back then, I have responsibilities too. I shouldnât have left you alone in an unfamiliar family. I didnât take good care of you, let you get hurt so badly, and didnât comfort you in time, which let you slip away right under my nose. Fool, youâre such a fool. If your man isnât concerned, whatâs the fuss about? Staying outside alone without going home, not contacting family, this is being tough?"
"Uh... no, itâs all my fault, I was wrong, Ai Yi, I know I was wrong. Itâs all my fault, I shouldnât have irresponsibly disappeared without a word. I shouldnât have gone so long without contacting family. Iâm just an irresponsible fool."