After Giving up Reincarnation Twice, I Guarded Them for Four Years

I died in that rainstorm and became a ghost who could not reach my family. Faced with the opportunity of reincarnation, I resolutely pushed it away twice and gambled on my qualifications for eternal reincarnation. I transformed into a lark and then a white cat, staying by my husband Lin Xiang and son Mengmeng for four full years. The rules of reincarnation are bone-chilling: once my loved ones recognize my identity, my soul will dissipate in an instant. I hid all traces and only dared to guard silently. I watched him lose his job trying to maintain the design of the starry sky pavilion we created together. I watched my son choke up every night because he missed me. I spent all my soul points in exchange for close company, but he cruelly locked me out. He's not heartless, he just doesn't dare to admit it. He was afraid that if this layer of window paper was broken, he would lose me forever. He remembered all my little habits, guarded our unfinished dreams, and used extreme restraint to bear the backlash of the rules for me; my son hid the drawings and already recognized me, who had turned into a white cat, as my mother who had returned. With the infringement lawsuit, my mother-in-law's critical illness, and the overwhelming pressure of many desperate situations, I was willing to give up the fire of reincarnation, exchange a year of human companionship, and face the end of my soul. I thought parting meant farewell forever, but I didn't know that he never let go. Thirty years later, he gave up the perfect life with full points in the reincarnation world, and used his soul as a contract to bind me to stay together. Death is never the end, oblivion is. But the deepest love is the only ultimate power that can fight against forgetfulness. Because love itself is eternal!