Charles turned his head to look at Shen Qi, smiling all the time.

Seeing Shen Qi's uncontrollable tears, he said with a smile: "Don't cry, the teacher will bless you in heaven."

Shen Qi nodded vigorously.

"Xiaoqi, remember what the teacher said. Only with love in your heart can you create spiritual works. Love is very important. No matter what happens in the future, you must always have the ability to love." Charles urged again.

Shen Qi nodded vigorously, and tears were thrown out following her movements.

"Xiaohe is a good seed. If she is cultivated well, her achievements will be higher than mine." Charles continued: "She is very similar to her."

Shen Qi suppressed her crying, and nodded vigorously.

Xiaohe looks like Mrs. He.

Therefore, Charles is also a little fond of Xiaohe.

Well, originally it was Aiwujiwu.

"I wanted to teach you something more, but unfortunately, it's too late." Charles said with a look of regret, "But I believe that you will go higher and farther."

Shen Qi lowered her head and remained silent.

"After all, I still can't see her!" Charles smiled, his eyes filled with relief: "That's fine. I'll walk in front of her, so I won't be too sad."

"Teacher—" Shen Qi couldn't help but say, "You really don't regret it?"

"Why should you regret it?" Charles looked at Shen Qi gently: "If you persevere for the sake of love, how can you regret it?"

Charles' words made Feng Man Lun's eyes light up instantly.

Yes, if you persist for love, how can you regret it?

Regardless of whether this love has been responded to or not, no matter whether this feeling is worthwhile.

What you give is what you give.

Just enjoy the process of giving.

Outside the window, the sunset is beautiful.

The sky is full of rays of light.

Indoors, the light is soft.

The flowers on the bedside were in full bloom, but in Charles' eyes, the vitality was fading little by little.

On the instruments used to monitor Charles' physical signs, the numbers dropped little by little.

Charles exhausted his last bit of strength, held Shen Qi's fingers, and said with difficulty: "Make her, happy! Make her, happy!"

Shen Qi nodded vigorously: "Yes, teacher! I remember it!"

Charles finally smiled in relief, and let go of Shen Qi's fingers.

In the next second, the instrument instantly turned into a horizontal line.

Shen Qi cried so much that she couldn't help herself, Feng Man Lun took the initiative to hug Shen Qi.

Shen Qi didn't push Feng Man Lun away this time, and hid in his arms, crying heartily.

Feng Man Lun didn't make any movements, just let Shen Qi in his arms, shedding tears wantonly.

Doctors and nurses performed final checks on Charles and confirmed his death.

Charles' assistant came in and announced Charles' will.

As expected, Charles gave all his property to Shen Qi.

But Shen Qi really didn't want these inheritances.

She would rather use these properties in exchange for a few instructions from the teacher.

Unfortunately, everything is too late.

Everything can no longer be changed.

Yes, everyone has to experience birth, old age, sickness and death.

But why is it so painful when we part?

The Buddha said that there are seven sufferings in life.

Birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred meeting, love separation, not getting what you want.

In this world, who can escape?

Yes, no one can escape.

The news of Charles' death quickly spread across the country and to Mrs. He's ears.

When Mrs. He heard the news, she was dazed for a long time. She asked everyone to retreat, and stood alone in front of the window, quietly watching the scenery outside the window, in a daze for a long time.

I vaguely remember that when I saw him for the first time, he was still a handsome and handsome man.

For the sake of the He family, she personally visited him and asked him to be the designer of the He family.

At that time, the He family was far from the glory it is now.

At that time, there were too many families who extended an olive branch to him.

When they met for the first time in life, he smiled like a peach blossom and was personable.

He said to himself: "You are the most beautiful oriental beauty I have ever seen. If you let me paint a picture for you, I will agree to your request."

She chuckled: "There are a lot of beauties in the East. If you are willing to come to my He family, there will be many beauties who let you paint."

He also chuckled: "It's a pity that those beauties don't have souls, only you have."

She lowered her eyes and smiled: "But I already have a husband."

He looked regretful.

"Since Mr. Charles is unwilling, I won't bother you." She stood up and left slowly.

At this time, there was a strong wind outside the window and heavy rain poured down.

She stood in front of the door and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" He suddenly stopped her.

She looked back lightly.

That glance took away all his soul.

"If I can't paint for you, can I design for you alone?" he asked.

She nodded with a smile: "Yes."

In this way, he turned down the high-priced invitation and became the designer of the He family.

He used his talent to create a brand exclusively for the He family, and accompanied the He family all the way to become the world's top family and brand.

However, he never designed any clothes for her.

It's not that he didn't have a design, but he never took it out.

Because he felt that those designs were too vulgar and not worthy of her youthful beauty.

However, he still secretly drew her appearance.

That painting was placed in one of his castles in France.

He would go back to France to live for a period of time every year, and would look at that portrait for a long, long time every year.

No one knew about the painting except himself.

Until one day, her son gave up his inheritance rights, and the He family was in jeopardy.She arrived in France suddenly and hurriedly asked him to help.

He didn't have time to put away the painting, but she saw it squarely.

That painting was the first time she saw it, and she looked back and smiled.

Seemingly a little embarrassed, she could only pretend that she didn't see anything, and made her own request.

He agreed without hesitation.

Just because it was her who made the request.

Since then, she has not seen him in private again.

Every time it is not a group of people in the company, but a group of people around you.

Decades, in the blink of an eye.

The past is over.

Now that I heard the news of his death, I felt a dull pain in my heart.

Many things, it's not that I don't know, it's not that I don't understand, but I have to pretend to be stupid.

Because that's the only way to deal with it.

Only by retreating to the safest distance of friends can this throbbing continue.

Suddenly the wind picked up outside the window, followed by a burst of rain.

Mrs. He looked up at the rain in the sky.

This rain is just like seeing it at the beginning of the year.

In such a weather, he said to himself with a smile: "Because it's you, I agree."

He has kept this promise for decades.

Thank you, Charles.

Thank you for your silent protection and silent care for so many years.

Thank you very much for the past years.

He and the housekeeper came in from the door, and saw Mrs. He standing in front of the window in a daze, and couldn't help but whispered, "Old lady, be careful of catching a cold."

Mrs. He didn't move, she just asked softly: "You said, in a lifetime, is it true that a lifetime is lived only if you have let down one person?"

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