Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

The sunlight gently passed through the window and sprinkled in the room.    

A white-haired old man sat in a wheelchair. There was a wool blanket on his legs, and there was a kind smile on his face.    

Next to him sat a young woman in her twenties. She had long hair and held a microphone in her hand.    

The camera opposite them was facing the two of them.    

"Patriarch of Bai Family, I'm glad you can accept our interview. " The woman smiled and said, "Everyone knows that your life is very legendary. After you took over patriarch's position, you have been working in the field that Bai's had always been working in, and you have also been working on charity. "    

"Yes. " Patriarch of Bai Family's mouth raised slightly.    

After the simple greetings, there were a few questions, and Patriarch of Bai Family answered them one by one.    

At the end of the interview, the woman said, "Patriarch of Bai Family, actually we all know that you are unmarried for life. Right now, Bai's's heir is your elder sister's adopted son. I don't know if I can ask you about your relationship life. . . "    

"Patriarch of Bai Family was slightly stunned. He did not think that she would mention his relationship. He thought she would only ask about charity.    

"It's okay if you don't want to answer. " The female reporter was afraid that Patriarch of Bai Family would make things difficult for him, so she said.    

"It doesn't matter. " Patriarch of Bai Family slightly lowered his eyes as if he was immersed in his memory. After about ten seconds, he slowly raised his head and said with a smile, "I have been tempted by two women in my life. "    

"Two?" The female reporter's eyes lit up and looked at Patriarch of Bai Family.    

"They. . . Have the same face, but their personalities are completely different. " Patriarch of Bai Family looked at the female reporter and said.    

"Ah?" The female reporter was also stunned. It was the same face?    

"Let's call it a day. " Patriarch of Bai Family said, "I'm a little tired. "    

"Okay. " The female reporter immediately nodded and said, "Sorry to bother you today. Thank you very much for giving us a chance to interview you. "    

The photographer gave a thumbs up and turned off the camera.    

Patriarch was tired, so the butler politely invited the female reporter and the photographer out.    

Patriarch of Bai Family was the only one left in the study that was bathed in sunlight.    

He leaned against the wheelchair and looked at the bright window. The window was not closed. A gentle breeze blew in. The greenery outside the window had just been trimmed in the morning. The wind blew into the window, accompanied by the unique fragrance of summer flowers and grass.    

[Rustle, rustle, rustle, rustle. ] He saw half of the stall on the desk being messed up by the wind.    

Patriarch of Bai Family closed his eyes slightly and felt that this feeling was familiar.    

It seemed that many years ago, in the afternoon, he had smelled this smell before.    

The bright classroom, the warm wind, and the girl sitting next to him raised her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. Her hair was very fragrant, and it was even more fragrant than the flower scent outside the window.    

Such a scene appeared in Patriarch of Bai Family's mind. The girl focused on reading the content of the book. Her side profile was like a painting in his memory.    

The images in his mind were interwoven under the same sunlight. The scene turned into his study. He raised his head. He saw a girl in a long white dress rummaging through the books by the table in boredom. After a while, she yawned lazily. She was as lazy as a cat, and the sunlight shone on her body with a faint golden edge. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers.    

It was not some expensive flower. It was an unknown wildflower with dewdrops. Although it was not beautiful, it was very fresh.    

. . .    

After the butler sent the person away, he returned to the study. "patriarch, what do you want to use for lunch?"    

. . . "" Patriarch of Bai Family did not reply.    

The butler saw what happened and walked towards Patriarch of Bai Family. When he saw him lean on the wheelchair with a smile, he also smiled.    

Patriarch must have dreamt of something.    

Picking up the blanket from Patriarch of Bai Family's knees and placing it on Patriarch of Bai Family's shoulder, the butler realized that something was wrong.    

Hesitating to place his hand under Patriarch of Bai Family's breath, the butler's expression suddenly changed.    

Patriarch of Bai Family. . . Passed away.    

The news of Bai's and patriarch's death was quickly reported by various major news media outlets.    

The rainy day of Patriarch of Bai Family's funeral was extremely gloomy. Summer was the rainy season, but fortunately, the rain was not heavy.    

The ancestral grave of Bai Family was repaired decades ago. The previous grave had been relocated to this place after something had happened.    

All the people who came to send Patriarch of Bai Family off for the last time were men in black suits. The lady was wearing a black skirt, and the umbrella she was holding was also black.    

The gloomy sky was covered with a thick layer of sadness.    

In the square tomb, the white tombstone was wet by the drizzle. The picture on the tombstone was the picture of Patriarch of Bai Family when he was alive, and he had a faint smile on his face.    

Everyone lowered their heads, and their faces were filled with grief.    

At this moment, a black private car stopped at the entrance of the cemetery. An old man in a black suit in the car looked outside the window. "It's raining. Do you need an umbrella?"    

"It's not heavy rain. Forget it. " Beside him was a dignified woman with a head full of white hair behind her head. "You're not going?"    

"The last person he wants to see during the last journey is probably me. " The old man laughed self-deprecatingly. "Just send him off. "    

"Not jealous?" The woman looked at the old man beside her.    

"You're already here, are you still willing to go back with me when you're jealous?" The old man asked in a mocking tone.    

"Not serious at all" The woman rolled her eyes at him and got out of the car.    

The bodyguard held up an umbrella by her side. The woman raised her hand to stop him, then walked step by step towards the crowd of people in the cemetery.    

"Who is that? Why is she wearing a white dress?" A man suddenly asked when he saw the old woman.    

His voice attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked towards the old woman.    

The woman walked step by step toward the gravestone. When she reached the crowd, everyone made way for her, and looked at her with confusion.    

She was like an elegant white lotus in a pond of ink. Her steps were slow, but each step was steady. There was a brooch on her chest that was exquisitely made and looked like it had been there for a long time. The metal had settled down to give off a sense of time.    

"Matriarch of Long Family. " The person standing at the front was Bai Qi'an, who had just become the head of the Bai Family.    

"Yes. " The woman replied and raised her head slightly to look at Bai Qi'an. "The last time I saw you, you were only able to reach my shoulders. "    

"Are you here to see father?" Bai Qian was the son of the former elder sister of Bai's, patriarch. He had always addressed Bai's as father and son. They had a good relationship.    

"En. " The woman answered and looked at the photo on the tombstone. "Time does not forgive people. We are all old. "    

. . . "" Bai Qi'an did not respond.    

The woman walked to the side of the tombstone and looked at the picture. The corner of her mouth rose slightly.    

She remembered that he liked her wearing white.    

Time passed by in a trance. The events of the past were still vivid in her mind. However, it was already the separation of Yin and Yang.    

[If there is a next life. . . ]    

When they parted in C City, she remembered that he had once said this half a sentence to her.    

If there was a next life.    

What a beautiful wish.    

Two lives as a person, she originally did not ask for more, but thinking about it now, she seemed to owe him something.    

"If there is a next life. . . " The woman muttered this word as she looked at the picture on the tombstone. It was as if she had seen him again. "If there is a next life, I will not let down my longing. "    

A gust of wind blew, and everyone tightened their collars. Only the woman heard a sound from the wind.    

"Alright. . . "    

The corners of the woman's lips curled up slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her face.