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The northern part of the early summer was not particularly hot. With a huge rainstorm, the few heat in the air was also washed away. The downpour mixed with hail fell on the blue-gray ground, the stone tablets made a loud noise, and there was only one person standing lonely in the cold cemetery.

Alpha, a tall female, stood quietly in front of the tombstone in the pouring rain without taking any rain gear. The scattered long hair and black suit had been drenched by the rain, and her face was also blurred by the intertwined rain curtain.

Just a few days ago, Gao Yuanxun sent away his only daughter and last relative. She stared at the words on the two tombstones, "Beloved Wife Zhuang Jingyuan" and "Love Girl Gao Zhan" deeply pierced her eyes.

But Gao Yuanxun just stood blankly, as if he didn't feel the heavy rain falling on his body or the hail hitting his face.

All her sorrows and joys have disappeared with the departure of the only daughter, and the resentment that burned through the raging rage finally left only the embers of despair.

She couldn't figure out why her lover had great love, why she ended up like this; she couldn't figure out why her daughter was kind and noble, why she ended up like this; she couldn't figure out why she ended up in the end of her life's healing and saving lives.

Gao Yuanxun couldn't figure out why the murderer could get away with impunity.

She couldn't figure out many, many things, but gradually began to understand a little bit. The nature of this world is unfair. Even if she is the head of a house and controls the life and death of so many people, she is so vulnerable when encountering real power.

She can't protect her lover, her family, or revenge for them. Her only wish now is that this world can perish with her.

A cell phone ringing rang, pulling Gao Yuanxun back to reality from the cold, distant dream. There was a trace of panic on her calm face, but she quickly calmed down. While groping for the phone in her pocket, she found glasses on the table-Gao Yuanxun was not nearsighted, but glasses seemed to her to be a very good prop .

The call was made by Jiang Chuxie, and she was completely back to normal when she picked up the phone. The anxiety and sorrow that came from the dream, and the exhaustion of the previous eight hours of surgery, seemed to have disappeared at this time.

"Hey, Chu, what's the matter?"

Jiang Chu was completely different from the person in Gao Yuanxun's memory. She didn't know if this was Gu Lingjun's influence, or Jiang Chuxie was awakening like her. But she has always believed that she has some advantages in being in the dark.

However, after these six years of development, Gao Yuanxun gradually discovered that Jiang Chuxue not only conforms to the development of the world and accumulates strength from it, but to a large extent influences and changes the development of the world.

Gao Yuanxun was not surprised when he saw products such as Xueyou.com, Xunsou and Xunlian. Because the Internet has developed to the later stage, there are countless such products. But the advent of **** mobile phones completely changed her view. Not only did the smartphones that she knew came out three years earlier, but the operating systems of the two were very different.

Although being affected by awakening may change personality or personality, just like her, Gao Yuanxun doesn't think it can change a person's talents. And Jiang Chuxie not only completely changed his profession, but also showed surprising creativity in technology.

This is just like another person, like someone who has been exposed to this industry and has been exposed to higher standards.

Since there are people like her and Gu Lingjun who are reborn, the "resurrection of the soul" in the ghost legends appears in real life, and it seems that it is not so difficult to accept.

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