The king of the net finds you who lost love to me

I don't know why he had the same dream for several nights in a row.

It was still the funeral in the dream, and it was still the familiar color.

The huge Buckingham Palace is more luxurious than it was ten years ago, and it has been expanded to be wider.Dozens of gold-plated and carved marble columns have been supporting this magnificent building for ten years. Rose.

Today, ten years later, ten years after they sent off their concubine Xia, they had no choice but to send away this proud man.

In the deserted space, even the air is icy cold and pungent. Black mourning clothes are still standing densely on both sides. No one would have thought that the man who was in high spirits because of the successful acquisition of a certain company a few days ago would be lying in bed a few days later. In that cold crystal coffin.

In just ten years, Atobe Haozheng actually wore mourning clothes twice. Ten years ago, he personally sent away his well-behaved grandson-in-law. Ten years later, the heavens cruelly asked him to send away his proud grandson.He has been in the business world for many years, but in the end he ended up with a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man, with no grandchildren to marry him.

His grandson is still so young, and there are still many brilliance waiting for him to create.

But, why... the strong old man couldn't help but grieve.

"Worriless Atobe, the first legal heir of the Atobe Group is unable to take over the Atobe Group due to age restrictions. Therefore, his uncle Tezuka Kunimitsu will take over the management of the Atobe Group. When he reaches his full age, he will be able to take over the Atobe Group..." The voice of Ai Rui, the chief of the private lawyer group of the ministry group, was once the man his father trusted and relied on most in the mall.

He personally organized the funeral of Concubine Atobe Xia ten years ago, and he also sent his master away ten years later.Even on such days, his voice did not have a trace of sadness or trembling, and remained as usual cold, serious and rigid.

My father left too quickly, and there was no time to leave a will. The reason for this arrangement was also the intention of my great-grandfather.Uncle can also be regarded as the legal heir, and there will not be much objection from the outside world if uncle is temporarily acting as the president.

I don't know if my father had premeditated, let his uncle get in touch with the business of the Azube family a year before he was going to leave, and he didn't hide anything from his uncle.As for my uncle's ability, everyone can see it, and the board of directors will not embarrass him too much.

I stared blankly at the crystal coffin at the end of the hall, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.You don't laugh anymore, you don't sit in the piano room listening to me playing the piano as before, and you don't stay by my bedside when I'm sick day and night as before.But now, I want to be happy and laugh, but I have lost the courage and ability to laugh again.

I really hate this kind of scene, I really hate the arrangement of great-grandfather, but at your father's funeral, what you think about is the future of the Atobe Group.Although I know that the announcement of the helm to the outside world as soon as possible is to appease the shareholders, my colleagues have given some warnings to some people with unruly intentions, and also introduced me, the legal heir of the Atobe Group, to the outside world too early.It was a good thing to kill three birds with one stone, but I couldn't be happy at all.

I'm not as loyal to the chaebol as my father is, and I take the chaebol as my responsibility.I am probably the same as my mother. What we value most is our relatives. We are both born for art, and some ideas of these big families are always incompatible.

Mother is willing to give up her dream for father and become a canary in a cage, but what will she get in the end?

I don't really believe in love. I will never repeat my mother's lesson, and I will never spend my whole life guarding a person who doesn't love me, or even lose my life for him.

But why even my most valued relatives have to leave me?

Father, is it because you arranged it so well that you left without attachment?I have never hated you since I was a child, and all I hope is to fulfill my mother's wish: to live happily and worry-free all my life.

But, father... why are you so selfish and don't even give me this chance?

I hold in my arms the red roses that you and your mother love the most. They were picked in the rose garden outside your window. They bloom so gorgeously, just like the smiles of mothers when they see you, so beautiful .

I don't know how I mustered up the courage to step into the mourning hall, I just know how gorgeous you are when I look at the black and white photo.

I really want to cry, but it's so gorgeous.I remember crying for the first time since I can remember, you asked me: "Wuyou, do you know the meaning of your name?"

You pulled me up from the ground, patted the dust on my pants, and told me while wiping my tears: "Your mother's greatest wish is to hope that you live happily and worry-free all your life."

Therefore, I can't cry, and I can't live up to my mother's expectations for you.

"My uncle's son is the most gorgeous, do what you want to do! Don't care about other people's eyes, use your strength to silence others!" My father, you have always been a special existence to me.It is you who taught you to be brave, strong, and speak with strength.

I don't know when you asked me to run every day and learn tennis. Although I don't like it very much, I like to see your proud smile when you watch me play tennis.

You always say that I am not gorgeous in front of me, but you always praise me in front of outsiders.I think you are like most fathers, although not all fathers are as good as you, but you love me like all fathers who love their children.

I'm a premature baby and you're always worrying, a little cold is enough to kill me, and you're always coming back from England to visit me, even though you never let me know.Although you are often lukewarm to me, I know that you are the person in the world who is most afraid of losing me.

I often catch a cold, and every time I catch a cold, it is very serious, and my immunity is weak and the recovery is slow. Uncle Yushi always said that I am young, and I take too much western medicine with serious side effects. Chinese medicine is really bitter, but you always scold my young master. Temper, old love to make temper: "Worriless Atobe! What the hell are you doing! Your life was bought by your mother!"

"What qualifications do you have to be willful!"

"Don't cry!"

"Compared to the previous generation, you don't know how much happier you are!"

"If you don't want to meet your mother sooner than me, please drink the medicine! From now on, don't let me be lazy when running! If you fall down, stand up, even if you climb, you have to climb to the finish line for me!"

You are so strict and domineering, controlling my life.

Due to my status at school, everyone respects me. Although I am the king at school, there are always a few people who don't fit in and laugh at me behind my back for being a child without a mother.

Almost everyone knows that you like Yukimura Hatsune. Although your mother is low-key enough, she is still used as a talking point and ridiculed by others.

"What's the air? Mother is just a concubine!"

"Who doesn't know that Uncle Atobe likes sister Hatsune (because Kitazawa Hatsune was very popular at the time and was loved by children)!"

"That's right, not a guy without a mother!"

"And ah! Because of his birth, he killed that second wife!"

Originally, I wanted to rush out and beat them up, but I was deeply hurt by the last sentence, and I didn't know how to move.

The first time I hesitated, my heart began to tremble and regret, maybe I shouldn't have been born, maybe it was really because I killed my mother that you were so strict with me, and you used my mother to force me to do things every time.Maybe you are right: "Your mother paid for your life with her own, so what right do you have to be willful!"

After that, I avoided you when I saw you. It was me who caused you to be alone for so many years.But I underestimated your insight, or I overestimated my acting skills.

You easily noticed my abnormality, and called the school to inquire about the reason, and you guessed through my little thoughts in one go.

"Wuyou Atobe, you can stand as much praise as you can stand the slander. Don't think that the world revolves around you. No matter how well you do, you can't satisfy everyone, but the only thing you can do is use your strength. Make people shut up."

"Your mother didn't lose her life because of you. She lost her life because of me—your father. That silly woman is a good woman and a good mother."

"You are the son of Keigo Atobe, the son of Keigo Atobe, the overlord of the European business economy. Could it be that you can't even control a small academy!"

Now, father, it's not gorgeous that your pillar has fallen like this!Hehe~

But you are amazing, so many people sent you off and shed tears for you on the last journey.Aunt Feng, Aunt Shiori, Aunt Jingjing, and even Uncle Xiangri cried.

Wuyou is so strong, Wuyou didn't cry!

And Wuyou didn't go to see your mother later than you did, as you said.

This bouquet is your and mother's favorite red roses.

"What is he doing?"

"I don't know if this is a funeral?"

"It's simply unreasonable!"

"Smile so happily on such a serious occasion!"

"..." When I entered the mourning hall with this bouquet of flowers, there were discussions all around.

The grandmother, who was over half a century old, also lost her former manners. The only son left just like that, and she just leaned on her grandfather's arms and wept like a child.

The great-grandfather also lost the happy old urchin look of the past, put on a serious expression and severely reprimanded his grandmother: "Wuyou didn't cry, why are you crying!"

Now, father, you don't mind if I turn this funeral into a wedding, do you?

I'll toss this bouquet to the sky the way you toss your coat to the sky before every tennis game to announce your victory.

Did you see that, Father.The eye-catching petals fell like rain, just like flying red-tailed butterflies circling in the air, facing the golden light, like swarms of butterflies homing in.how beautiful it is!

"It's so beautiful!" Dad, open your eyes and take a look!You answer me!I really don't want to cry, but why don't you answer me!

"Father, why did you forget your favorite red rose when you left?"

"Have you forgotten? You still owe your mother a wedding. You said that if you could, you would sprinkle rose petals all over the sky to marry your mother."

"Forgot the rose, how could mother forgive you?" I smiled lowly and leaned over the crystal coffin to look at your peaceful face, never having such a strong desire.I really want to touch your face and feel your body temperature, but everything has turned into unbearable tears, "Father, how can you be so careless..."

The petals are still circling, and the dancing posture is charming and charming, and it is even more dazzling under the sunshine like broken gold.

"Father, this is the last gift I will give you."

"Enjoy it!" With a snap of her fingers, the maid brought me the violin. Outside the mourning hall is the symphony orchestra I prepared for you, the pianist, the cellist... and the rose petals that Daniel scattered from the sky.

"Let's indulge in the symphony of my uncle!"

Sunshine as fine as broken gold, dozens of pianos, cellos, girls in white dresses playing, and rose petals flying in the sky.

Is it gorgeous, father?I can proudly raise the bow and complete this piece of music that only belongs to us.I hope you can remember the melody of this piece of music composed by mother, welcome mother.

You will be happy and we are all praying for you.