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"Honey, our Shen'er is back." He Jingfeng took He Shen's hand and smiled happily into the photo.

Seeing He Shen's tears streaming down here, he held He Jingfeng's hand instead, trembling his mouth, but he couldn't say that father.

He Jingfeng lovingly touched the woman's face in the photo, and He Shen also stretched out his hand.

At that time, his mother left with hatred for his father, and he was not allowed to keep even a photo, and he didn't know where his father hid the photo.

He Jingfeng stared at the beautiful woman in the photo obsessively, as if caught in a sweet memory.

"I still remember the first time I saw you. You were so beautiful that day, but you were also so reckless. You accidentally fell into my arms and crashed into my heart."

"At that time, I wanted to see you more, and I wanted to get closer to you. I secretly asked about all your preferences, and found out that you like walking around in skirts, sitting in the shade of a tree and reading a book in the afternoon. I like to go to the National Gallery of Art to see Van Gogh's sunflowers... I have recorded all your preferences in my notebook, so that I may be able to get closer to you."

He Shen was weeping silently. When she was a child, her mother often talked about how her father chased her, and her smile was full of sweetness.

"He, he thought I didn't know. He followed me secretly that day. That fool looked at me so straightforwardly and tenderly. I'm not stupid, how could I not know?"

He Shen remembered that when he was a child, his mother often took him to sit on the lawn of her house and told him stories about her and her father.

"I fell in love with him when he was feeding pigeons in the square. Pigeons in London are round and fat. If you throw out the bread crumbs in your hands, they rush over to eat them. That fool also imitated my clumsiness." I went to break the bread, and the group of pigeons saw that they all flew towards him and surrounded him tightly. I was so happy at that time, how can there be such a simple person? It fell out like that, and I kindly wanted to pick it up for him, but unexpectedly found that the book was full of portraits he drew for me, and there were a few nasty love poems written beside it."

"I have countless suitors, but none of them put me in my heart wholeheartedly like him...Shen'er is actually very easy to fall in love with someone sometimes, maybe it is in a touching moment, or it may be in a Rubbing shoulders and looking back, you are still young and don't understand... When you grow up, you must remember to cherish the person who treats you wholeheartedly and puts you on the tip of your heart."

How did He Shen know this at that time?

He could only nod his head ignorantly.

"I still remember that your mother's favorite is Xi Murong's "A Flowering Tree": How to let you meet me / At my most beautiful moment / For this / I have been praying for 500 years before the Buddha / Begging The Buddha let us form a relationship/Buddha then turned me into a tree/Grow on the side of the road you must pass/Under the sun/Bloom carefully/Every flower is my hope/When you approach/Please Listen carefully / That trembling leaf / Is the passion of my waiting / And when you finally walk by unaware / Fallen on the ground behind you / Friends / Those are not petals / That is my withered heart".

His mother often read this poem to He Shen when he was young. At this moment, his father's trembling voice seemed to merge with his mother's tenderness across time and space.

Under the cherry blossom tree, my father hugged my mother's waist, and my mother leaned on my father's shoulder.

He Jingfeng touched He Shen's mother's beautiful face again with trembling hands.

"click"

"click"

"click"

He Jingfeng's tears dripped down on the desk, and after a long time he told He Shen to fetch the key he put in the vase.

"Actually, sometimes I am conscious, you know? When I am conscious, I would rather sleep in that dream forever, so that I don't have to face the fact that I indirectly killed her. I hate myself I hate why I'm so useless I hate why I didn't protect her well."

"It's my fault...it's all my fault...Shen'er, I am a heinous person, I don't deserve to appear in front of her again...but I still want to see her, I still want to see her ....woo woo woo woo".

At this moment He Jingfeng lay helplessly on the table like a child sobbing.

But so what?The person who passed away will never come back...

He Shen bit his lip tightly, he reached out his hand to He Jingfeng, he wanted to comfort him and hug him, but in the end the hand still hung an inch away from his back.

He Shen silently wiped away his tears, turned around and walked out to get the key that He Jingfeng asked him to find.

He Shen walked in this old house, and every place was the memory left by his mother. The fragments of the past seemed to be projected in the air, and every scene was deeply engraved in his mind and engraved in his soul. deep.

When He Shen returned to the study, He Jingfeng had already fallen asleep lying on the table.

He Shen carefully moved He Jingfeng to the bed.

He took a good look at his father, who he hadn't looked at since his mother died.

He didn't even know how to face him.

In the end, he still left the room with complicated emotions, but what he didn't know was that after he left, He Jingfeng on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

He straightened up, spurting a cloud of blood from his throat.

The bright red of blood permeated the entire quilt.

He Jingfeng smiled foolishly, he trembled and got off the bed, he still had one last thing to do...

.

That night, He Shen slept very restlessly. The originally sunny weather had a dark cloud blown out of nowhere. The whole night was accompanied by thunder and lightning, which was disturbingly noisy.

The heavy rain outside the house seemed to imply something, but the people inside didn't realize it at all.

until the next morning.

He Shen put on good clothes, prepared breakfast and went to knock on the door of He Jingfeng's room, but no one answered after knocking for a long time.

He Shen frowned and opened the door. The moment he pushed the door open, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

He rushed in in a panic, but it was too late.

He Jingfeng's body had already become stiff, and the mottled blood on the quilt showed that He Jingfeng was exhausted.

He smiled, very peacefully.

Holding an old notebook and a yellowed photo in his arms.

He Shen hugged his corpse and wept uncontrollably. He wriggled his lips and roared silently, tears pouring out like a waterfall.

"why?"

"why?"

"Why do you all leave me... How could you be so cruel, why did you leave me like this? Why?! Why, He Jingfeng!!"

"He Jingfeng, wake up...you wake up!! I haven't forgiven you yet...how can you leave?!"

"Why did you leave?!!"

"He Jingfeng..."

"He Jingfeng, wake up! He Jingfeng, you are not allowed to die, did you hear that?!...He Jingfeng....Wake up..."

"...Wake up!...I haven't called you yet...Dad..."

He Shen's roar echoed in the room, but the person in his arms had already lost the temperature and could no longer answer him.

To my dear Shener:

Shen'er, please don't be sad when you read this letter. Everyone in life will inevitably experience birth, old age, sickness and death.For me, this is a kind of relief. When your mother passed away, my heart died, and what remained in this world was just a shell.Shen'er, do you know?I dreamed of your mother last night, she was waving to me, she said she forgive me, I am so happy, so happy.She is still as beautiful as when I saw her for the first time, she leaped into my arms lightly like a butterfly, told her that she knew everything, and she chose to forgive me...I am so happy, I didn't beg for her forgiveness at first, I just wanted to watch from afar... But she came to pick me up... I'm sorry Shen'er.I really miss her so much...

For the father, I know that I treated you mother and son poorly. I went to make amends. I also chose the cemetery and buried it under your mother's row of steles... so I can look at her...

He Jingfeng

Outstanding

He Shen broke down in tears after reading the letter. After all, he lost all the people he cared about.

.

Ji Xiao read the news about He Shen on TV.

The president of the He Group died suddenly, and the entire group property will be inherited by his only son, He Shen.

That was the first time Ji Xiao saw He Shen after the breakup.

Just watching from afar through the screen.

In the cemetery, He Shen wore a black suit, holding a bouquet of chrysanthemums in front of He Jingfeng and his mother's grave with a blank expression.

Instead of burying him under his mother's stele according to his father's will, he bought another joint burial tomb and buried the two of them together forever.

And he also believed that his mother would choose to forgive him if she knew underground.

Ji Xiao stared blankly at He Shen on the TV, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but all he could touch was the cold TV screen.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but his child has undergone such an earth-shaking change, as if he has grown from a child to a mature adult overnight.

He shouldered the heavy mission that belonged to him.

He wanted to see him, to hug him, to hold him in his arms, to kiss him.

But he can't, they've broken up.

His child has grown up after all, but the price of growth is so heartbreaking.

On the other side of the TV, He Shen took a deep look at the camera as if he had a tacit understanding.

Ji Xiao seemed to hear him say:

"Brother, wait for me."

Ji Xiao touched the TV screen and suddenly smiled.

His child has already made a choice, so he can't relax, no matter what the future will develop, he believes that He Shen will ride the wind and waves and return to his side.

He gently stroked He Shen's face on the screen, and said softly:

"Ok, I will wait for you".

作者有话要说：崽崽还是长大了...感谢在2020-03-1023:27:56~2020-03-1109:34:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Wudu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!