My husband Liang Yiyun is a famous writer. We met on a blind date through an acquaintance. He treats me very well and understands me very well. We respect each other as guests.
One day, I found a diary-like book in a cardboard box in the corner of the utility room that I had never opened before. The brown leather cover was wrapped with thin old red thread.
The first page is written in crooked calligraphy
"In the winter of the fifth year of Qing'an, Beijing was covered with heavy snow..."
In the winter of the fifth year of Qing'an, Lin Tingyi, who had just been brought back to the Lin family from Qing'an Temple, was arranged by her family to replace her eldest sister Lin Tingmo in marrying Liang Yun, the prince of Liang, known as the "Jade Faced King of Hell" in Beijing.
He is seven years older than her, and he is her husband by a marriage contract.
In the future, the last sentence at the end is: In the eleventh year of Kangqing's reign, Liang Yun, the crown prince of Jin'an, served the country loyally, and his wife Lan Xinhuizhi was buried together next to Qing'an Temple, and they stayed together for the rest of their lives.
I was stunned for a moment because my husband Liang Yiyun is also seven years older than me...
At this time, a red rope fell out of the notebook. It was the one I had lost a month ago. It was the first gift he gave me.
"Lin Yi, if I told you that I liked you in my previous life, would you believe it or not?"
I looked into Liang Yiyun's dark eyes and suddenly smiled
"I believe it because I saw the red thread in my past life."
Purpose: We all have people we love for several lifetimes