Zhang Kun turned his head and looked at Zhuo Shi next to him.

Well, I look about twenty-three or four years old, and I am so pretty, so it’s not surprising to have a boyfriend or something.

After all, in today's society, single dogs like myself are the few.

Speaking of which, I should be considered a single dog, at least now.

But in general, he is better than most singles because he has Qiqi. Although Zhou Tianli interfered and mentioned a two-year appointment, at least Qiqi likes himself.

Thinking of the night in Johannesburg, with enthusiastic hugs and moist lips, Zhang Kun couldn't help but smile on his face.

Two years have passed, and we are still together again in one and a half years.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang?"

A small voice suddenly came, Zhang Kun suddenly came to his senses, and then smiled at Zhuo Shi who was looking carefully at him with a little awkward embarrassment: "Sorry, I suddenly remembered something about the past. By the way, what's wrong with your boyfriend?"

After confirming that Zhang Kun came back to his senses, Zhuo Shi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued in a low voice: "It's like this. As you can see, I have passed away, but my boyfriend during my lifetime seems to be unable to accept the result of my death. He has been obsessed with the love between us and has always lived in our past memories."

"He rejects all new life, rejects all other girls' goodwill, and rejects all the good things that may begin."

"Although I am very happy that my boyfriend can love me so persistently, I am dead. We are separated from each other and we will never be able to be together again."

"So, although I love him very much, at this moment, the only thing I can do is let go. I hope he can forget me and start a new life again."

"But, his current appearance made me unable to let go at all. Looking at his current appearance, I was happy and hated myself."

"I don't know what to do. Later, Grandpa Qi told me that he could ask me to come to you, Mr. Zhang, can you help me?"

What a bloody love story...

Zhang Kun smiled bitterly and looked at Zhuo Shi: "So, do you want me to help your boyfriend make him forget you and start a new life?" Zhuo Shi nodded hurriedly.

Well, although two people who love each other, one of them comes to beg for themselves, let the other party forget themselves, and then start a new life, this pattern is a bit strange, and it seems to be slightly difficult.

However, Zhang Kun thought about it, then smiled and shook his head and said, "Actually, you don't have to be so impatient. Although your boyfriend can't accept your death for a while, and he can't forget it, it's just a moment. Believe me, after waiting for a long time, he will naturally start a new life, and you don't need to worry so much."

Time is a powerful tool to kill everything.

No matter what, in the face of time, there is no resistance.

Zhang Kun believes that the death of his beloved girlfriend may indeed affect a period of time, or even be engraved in his heart for a lifetime, but when time slowly passes, the unforgettable heart of his girlfriend's death gradually fades, and marriage comes naturally, the man will naturally start a new relationship and a new beginning.

So Zhang Kun thinks Zhuo Shi’s worries are a bit redundant. Although this is a bit ruthless, there is one thing that is said, sadness will always pass, and life will continue.

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Zhuo Shi shook his head calmly, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Zhang, I have thought about what you said, but I have been dead for twelve years and have been waiting for twelve years..."

The smile on Zhang Kun's face slowly froze, and then gradually became restrained.

Twelve years, a zodiac sign reincarnation.

How many twelve years does a person have? Assuming that the average life span of 60 is calculated, it is almost one-fifth of his life.

And the young age of a young age in his twenties to his thirties is the most golden year in a person's life.

At this moment, Zhang Kun finally couldn't laugh anymore.

Zhang Kun was silent for a long time before slowly lifting his head and looking at Zhuo Shi seriously.

"This matter is difficult. I don't know if there is any way to achieve the results you want. Do you have any ideas?"

A love that has been persistent for twelve years and is still thirty-two years after his girlfriend passed away. Zhang Kun didn't know how to end it.

No matter how the love between the two was when they were alive, even if the relationship was average, it would be so heavy that it would be beyond words after twelve years of precipitation. If you want to end such a love that cannot be separated from life and death, Zhang Kun felt helpless for the first time.

"I, I don't know either." Zhuo Shi's face darkened slightly, but he quickly raised his head: "But there will always be a solution, right?"

"Mr. Zhang, it's been twelve years. Both these twelve years are a kind of ties to me and him. I'm fine saying that I'm already a person without a future, and it doesn't matter how much time I waste it. But he still has it, I don't want him to sink like this again."

"I love him. Even after twelve years, my love for him has not changed or decreased at all. However, now I would rather not have this love. I just hope that he can live well, meet someone who loves him again, and have a child, and spend his whole life perfectly, rather than now."

Zhuo Shi's words were very heavy, and Zhang Kun didn't know what to say.

This is a poor woman who clearly has a strong love, but she has no chance to stay with her and eventually becomes heroic.

The man in the story sounds like a stubborn old man, but his persistence in love is enough to move anyone.

Zhang Kun suddenly thought of Professor Peng Yibo, isn’t his love like this?

If nothing unexpected happens, the man in this story may have the same stubborn temper as Professor Peng.

Then will his story become a copy of Professor Peng, who will only love one person in his life and then stay alone for the rest of his life?

Compared to Professor Peng, he knew that he was waiting for someone. Although Aunt Tao Ya was actually dead, at least she still had a thought. However, Zhuo Shi's, no one could wait for him.

Will Zhuo Shi wait silently like Aunt Tao Ya until his life ends, twenty years, thirty years, or even forty years?

Zhang Kun was silent, Zhuo Shi was silent, and the clinic was silent.

After a long time, Zhang Kun raised his head silently and said softly: "This task is a bit difficult, I don't guarantee that it will be completed."

Zhuo Shi was stunned at first, then nodded violently with ecstasy expression on his face.

Zhang Kun looked at Zhuo Shi, and then his eyes slowly returned to the biochemical meter in front of him.
Chapter completed!