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Qu Shi'an passed away at the end of 36 years old.

He had handed over all the company affairs before his death, and the cause of death was acute myocardial infarction.

It is a reasonable way to die for people whose blood is viscous all the year round and causes insufficient blood supply to the heart.

The funeral was not very grand, not many people came.

They took turns on the stage to deliver eulogies, and they all felt that they would remember Qu Shi'an for the rest of their lives.

How should I put it, Song Yuyang still felt that what they said was somewhat confident, but it was impossible to actually implement it.

Later, after spending many years alone, he realized that the trajectory of life is a bit like a circle, and the farther away, the more similar it is.

Song Yuyang always thinks of the boy who lowered his head and peeked at the position of the piano in the snowy winter afternoon - thinks of his jumping bow, like butterflies with fluttering wings growing out of the melody.

His young master, Qu Shi'an, is the player who firmly controls every variation.

Later, he was not so afraid of being alone, but he couldn't help sighing at the end of the waltz, and then said sorry like a guilty conscience.

I really love you.

Too bad romance isn't a badge of death.

His business is getting bigger and bigger, and the company he opened with Qu Shi'an is his head office, and he got it from Shi Shize's painstaking efforts, but he doesn't care much about it.

Just don't close down.

Many people said that he was different, and some gray-haired seniors said that he had finally grown up, and Xiao Qu's vision was not wrong.

More people said that he and Qu Shi'an's styles are really in the same line.

I don't know why, but he was quite happy to hear it.

Over the years, he has been thinking, if Qu Shi'an has pheromones, what would it taste like?

He thought it should be Mei Ziqing.

It is the fragrance that complements each other on Qu Shi'an's body, it is the tea that he can always drink in winter, and it is the smell mixed in the sun.

Song has always been doing charity since he was in his 20s. In the beginning, in the name of the company, Qu Shian has been in charge of it. He is not very clear about the specific projects. Anyway, Qu Shian has a sense of proportion. Feeling annoyed and hindering his decision-making.

After taking over the management company with full authority, he only started to do charity.

It's strange, it seems that when you really come into contact with a field, you will find how pale your imagination is.

Or to be honest, imagination is always pale compared to the tragedy and comedy of the real world, and the drama is being staged silently every moment.

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Song Yuyang is not married, has no children, and has no habit of collecting.

It was not until he was very old, so old that he suffered from heart failure and liver damage from taking medicine. Western medicine advised him to go to the Longhua Hospital opposite the mental hospital to prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine to protect the liver. Then he mentioned in front of the media that he had a lover, but he had passed away many years ago. .

Not very long, only half a century.

Everyone asked him why he chose philanthropy like a regular entrepreneur, and also signed the inheritance donation agreement in advance and made it public, and asked more questions about the influence of this lover he never mentioned on him.

He still didn't mention Qu Shi'an's name.

"Of course the impact is huge. I didn't really care about these things at the beginning. You should all be able to find out that I used to be a big player, hahahaha."

Song Yuyang was silent for a while, and then continued to say with a playful smile,

“It wasn’t as stable as it was in the beginning.

At the beginning, of course, I first felt that there was something wrong with my mind, and then I was distraught, and wanted to die with him, and then I was rescued, and then I was like a walking dead for a long time.

In the end, I thought of many things he did, and he did much better than me.

It was probably the last time I entered the gastric lavage room. My hair hadn’t been cut for a long time. It was the same length as my lover’s hairstyle before. It's his time.

He asked me why I was still so unintelligent. "

The reporter couldn't help showing a remorseful expression on his face, and out of politeness, he also knew that he had brought up the sad things of the old man.

Probably a graduate student who just came out of society, with pimples on his immature face, he pushed his glasses in a mess, and began to apologize repeatedly.

Song Yuyang was actually not that sad anymore.

His point is just that "it's not about getting better all of a sudden, or getting angry or something."

So, the little reporter pinpointed the breaking point and asked a few questions about the lover Song Yuyang was talking about.

But he didn't say much, just answered in a well-regulated way.

"I'm grateful to him and regret not saying more about how much I love him, but the advice to young people is,

You must be honest, if you are not honest, love will become mutual tolerance and suspicion...

I'm just a bit of a stupid unlucky ghost. Fortunately, he liked me and preferred me for many, many years. "

Young people in the new era naturally don't care much about the love stories of the old people, so in the end, no one can guess who his lover is based on a short interview.

In fact, it's pretty good, don't bother him, I have no name or distinction.

At least Song Yuyang thought so.

When he was studying in the past, he read this sentence in the textbook: "If I love you, I will never show off myself with your tall branches like that climbing Ling Xiaohua."

In the second half of his life, he was bound by various kinds of golden shackles and jade chains by many accidents, but he was not Cao Qiqiao in Zhang Ailing's works.

Nothing to regret.

He asked for it all.

He is in this mood now, without a trace of falsehood, but full of friendship that he has truly obtained after thinking over and over again.

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Good people don't live long, and disasters last thousands of years.

Song Yuyang lived a long time, truly lived to be a hundred years old.

Only when the magnolia blossoms bloom again can I be reunited with my lover who died young.

It seems a bit unbelievable to say, but apart from the usual nostalgia, Song Yuyang still can't sleep at night for many years after sending off Qu Shi'an, looking forward to wishing that in a world without him, Qu Shi'an Live freely and carefree.

After all, they have seen snow together.

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