So you are such a president

At the long desk, Cheng Qingrong and grandma sat opposite each other.

There is a dignified atmosphere in the air.

Cheng Qingrong was a little nervous, and he subconsciously wanted to drink some water to relieve his tension.

Looking around, there was only the hot tea that Lin Wenxiu drank just now on the table, Cheng Qingrong brought it over and took a sip.

After the grandma sat down, she didn't try to go around the corner, but said directly: "Is your mother in good health recently?"

Cheng Qingrong took a deep breath secretly, straightened his back and looked calmly into grandma's eyes: "My mother has passed away."

Grandma was stunned for a moment, and her tone softened again: "I saw your mother was in good health when you left, but I didn't expect you to be so young..."

"In fact, she has always been in poor health." Cheng Qingrong said calmly while clenching the water glass in his hand, "You also know what kind of hardships she has endured back then, and it is already very difficult for her to come back and pick me up."

"You must have suffered a lot these years."

"It's okay." Cheng Qingrong said unhurriedly, "Thinking about Wenxiu, I made it through."

"I know you and Wenxiu have a very good relationship, and you are also a good boy. Although he didn't say anything when you left, he was actually sad for a long time." Grandma said, "The iron box you gave him, he Take it wherever you go, but it’s a baby, and before leaving, he specifically asked us not to touch it.”

Cheng Qingrong's expression was a little moved. He remembered that when he was picked up by his mother, Lin Wenxiu had a bad face and didn't say a word to him.At that time, he thought that Lin Wenxiu hated him, and cried several times under the quilt.

It's just that he really didn't expect that Lin Wenxiu's brain was really so obedient. After so many years, he hadn't opened the iron box he gave him.

And forget yourself.

This is what made Cheng Qingrong feel the most depressed.

"When I left, I said that I would come back to find him." Cheng Qingrong raised the corners of his lips, "Now I have done it too."

Grandma was silent for a moment: "Actually, you also understand..."

"Understand what?"

"You are a straight child."

"Oh?" Cheng Qingrong raised his eyebrows, "So?"

"How many more years can you live?"

The air in the study room instantly became extremely dull.

Cheng Qingrong said: "I can live to be a hundred years old, and I will die when Wenxiu dies."

"You don't need to lie to me." This old-looking elder was extremely shrewd at this moment, his eyes even cut through Cheng Qingrong's disguise like a sharp blade, "Although I am old, But I still read a lot.”

Grandma was also a very good scholar when she was young, and she had read a lot of poetry and books. Besides, being able to train such an excellent scientific researcher as Lin Siqi is enough to prove her ability.

"Heterosexual children like you have an average life expectancy of only 31 years. You are 27 years old this year. How many more years can you spend with Wenxiu?"

Cheng Qingrong slowly tightened his hands holding the water glass.

The tea was already cold, even the cup was filled with a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow, maybe it was too cold, Cheng Qingrong's fingertips trembled a little.

He looked at grandma, narrowed his eyes slightly to hide his emotions, and said affirmatively, "I can accompany him for the rest of my life."

"Forever? Some people can live to be 80 or [-] years old, but do you want to spend the rest of your life lying on the hospital bed with Wenxiu?"

Cheng Qingrong didn't speak.

"Gene defects are a hurdle that human beings cannot overcome so far. So many scientists are studying this area. Although progress has been made, it is only for in vitro conception." Grandma paused, then said, "You are a natural childbirth." The children who come down will have genetic defects that cannot be made up for the rest of their lives."

Yes, genetic defects.

gene.

It will always be the most mysterious and difficult research field among human beings.

But he didn't have time to lament his ill-fated fate, he had to convince his grandma that he couldn't leave Lin Wenxiu.

If he leaves here, he will probably die on an unknown street corner.

Anyway, without Lin Wenxiu, he would be wandering everywhere.

"Although I don't want to say that." Grandma's voice was cruel, "But for the sake of Wenxiu, you two should divorce."

Cheng Qingrong pursed the corners of his lips tightly.

He could feel the taste of rust in his mouth.

"I won't divorce him."

"You haven't had a few years."

"I won't divorce him."

"You are 27 years old this year."

"I said, I won't divorce him."

"How can you be so selfish?"

"You are the one who is selfish!" Cheng Qingrong couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and he didn't even want the honorific title. He took a deep breath and said coldly, "You keep saying you love him, but you don't even give him a chance to choose He made the decision for him without authorization. Whether it is a divorce or not, it is not your turn to intervene in the matter between us. "

"It's because I love him that I want to do this." Grandma's tone was very calm, "I understand the children I have brought up with my own hands. With his sense of responsibility, if he knew about this matter, he would not choose to divorce, so This matter can only be brought up by you."

"You're right." Cheng Qingrong suddenly smiled, "It stands to reason that I should leave the stage silently at this time, and then die in a place where Lin Wenxiu can't see. Although Wenxiu will be sad for a few years at first, but like It's the same as when I was a child, I will still be forgotten in the end, I'm going to die anyway, it doesn't matter if I'm sad or not, do you think I'm right?"

Grandma frowned: "I know what I said was cruel, but Lin Wenxiu is my grandson, so I have to do this. If you die in front of him, he will keep you in his heart for the rest of his life, and when he gets old, he will be alone All alone."

"I'm really sorry." Cheng Qingrong suddenly felt relaxed again, "What I said just now only exists in sadistic novels, but this is a sweet novel, and the development of things is not like this."

grandmother:"???"

"I'm a very selfish person, so I'm going to hold on to Lin Wenxiu." Cheng Qingrong put down the cup he was holding tightly in his hand, "It's been so many years, you may not know me well, what I want, I will do whatever it takes to get it." get."

"You mean you won't divorce Wenxiu?"

"Of course, I am a businessman, and I have invested too much assets in Wenxiu. I don't think I will lose money in my whole life."

Grandma's face was a bit incredulous: "Love is selfless and inclusive. If you actually do this, you must not really love Wenxiu."

"That's just your understanding of love." Cheng Qingrong retorted unceremoniously, "For me, love is selfish, possessive, and pathological. If Wenxiu died before me, I would commit suicide immediately. With him, but if I'm going to die, I'm going to kill him too."

Although I don't know if I'm really willing to do this at that time, but this sentence obviously scared my grandma.

Grandma's face turned pale: "You...you..."

Her lips were trembling, but she couldn't say a word.

Cheng Qingrong said: "Calm down your anger, don't be angry."

Grandma raised her forehead: "If you don't live to be 31, are you going to...kill Wenxiu?"

"Yes."

"Ridiculous!" Grandma scolded, "You must get a divorce."

Cheng Qingrong smiled: "Okay, you can tell Wenxiu, but it's useless to say it. If I don't sign it, the marriage will be inseparable."

Grandma felt a little helpless in the face of Cheng Qingrong.

She thought that the other party would definitely leave Wenxiu for Wenxiu's sake, but she never expected that things would develop like this.

"Actually, I know what you are worried about." Cheng Qingrong said, "I don't know how much understanding you said, or just a quick understanding of today's events. But the question of how long I can live Questions don’t just have one answer.”

Grandma looked ugly, but Cheng Qingrong knew that the other party had nothing to do.

"You love Wenxiu very much, and I love him very much. I will be with him for the rest of my life. We will live a long life, and we will die when we can't grow old anymore."

"Impossible!" Grandma retorted.

"Don't worry, let me tell you." Cheng Qingrong said, "I have been preparing for this life for ten years, otherwise, I would never dare to return to China."

----

"What are you going to say?" Lin Wenxiu sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at Yan Wen opposite.

Yan Wen looked at him and smiled: "What's the rush?"

"I want to go back and accompany Cheng Qingrong."

"You guys have a pretty good relationship."

Lin Wenxiu lowered his eyelashes, and the thick and curly eyelashes cast a small shadow on the eyelids, which made his complexion even more pale: "He has not been right recently, I am very worried about him."

Yan Wen paused: "Do you know why he is wrong?"

Lin Wenxiu was a little aggrieved: "He didn't tell me."

"Some things can be shared between husband and wife, but some things can't."

"What?" Lin Wenxiu didn't understand.

"He won't live for a few years."

It took Lin Wenxiu a while to react: "What do you mean?"

"He is the natural child of heterosexuality."

As smart as Lin Wenxiu, how could he not understand all the meanings contained in this simple sentence? There was no need for Yan Wen to supplement, all the data he remembered about heterosexuality automatically came to mind.

"Grandma is talking to him about it now?"

"Yes."

Lin Wenxiu touched the armrest of the sofa with both hands, and was about to stand up.

"You will only embarrass everyone if you go in now."

"I want to be with him." Lin Wenxiu stood up.

A sense of dizziness hit him, his eyes went black, Lin Wenxiu swayed a few times, and fell back on the sofa again.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Wen quickly leaned over to support him.

"I'm a little dizzy, maybe I'm not in good health." Lin Wenxiu brushed her hand away and supported his forehead.

Yan Wen's expression was serious: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need." Lin Wenxiu refused.

He is not feeling very well now, the dizziness makes him very uncomfortable, and he even feels like vomiting, and black spots appear in front of his eyes, blocking his vision.There was cold sweat streaming down his pale face, and his body was weak.

He blinked hard, and sat up straight with difficulty: "I'll go back to my room to rest for a while, Cheng Qingrong has come out, let him come to me."

"Wenxiu..." Yan Wen tried to help Lin Wenxiu, but was brushed away by Lin Wenxiu again.

Lin Wenxiu groped his way back to the room.

I don't know how long he slept before Lin Wenxiu woke up.

He felt that his head was not so dizzy, and the feeling of nausea disappeared, and he seemed to be better.

A slight voice came from his ear, as if afraid of waking him up.

"Qingrong?" Lin Wenxiu tilted his head, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

"Bangdang-"

The crisp sound of porcelain sounded, and the room was silent.