[pattern] Song's son

????????? In my life, there are only two women I am most sorry for.

Yi Zheng's mother, and... Minhui.

Minhui is the woman I love the most in my life, and I can still remember her voice and smile until now.

Yi Zheng's mother gave birth to two children for me, one is Yi Xian and the other is Yi Zheng.Even though it was out of helplessness to marry her and let Minhui die because of it, but after 20 years, I gradually understand that the person I should hate the most is myself.

What is their fault?One gave me his best youth in the most beautiful years.And the other is carrying on the family line of the Su family, guarding the empty home for more than [-] years.

Song Hui called me a few days ago, saying that he wanted to discuss some matters and told me the truth about Minhui's death.

Song Hui, the murderer who killed the Song Dynasty!If possible, I really don't want to have any more involvement with him, because every time I see him, I will think of that man.

A man of unrivaled elegance and talent.

Song.

But I still have a deep heart about Minhui's death, and I still can't let it go. If I know the truth, I might let it go and try to treat that woman well.

I rushed to England overnight, to Song Hui's villa, but I didn't want Song Hui's first words to shock me.

He said that the Song Dynasty was on this land, in a villa not far away.

He said that at the beginning he was forced to do so.

He had no choice but to push him off the cliff, and had no choice but to kill 32 members of the Mu family.

However, after hearing this, I just wanted to sneer. After so many years, Song Hui began to seek grievances and regretted the past.

But what good is that?The dead will not come back to life, and the living will not give up their thoughts just because of your one or two words.

Song Hui suddenly asked me back, asking if I was like this back then.

I refuted him as I should, but I didn't want him to hand me a document, so I had nothing to say for a while.

The document was not long, just a few pictures and a few notices. In the picture was a woman who seemed to be sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed, and the notice was the police department's notice on the case 20 years ago.

I have already read the contents of the notice, and the report that follows makes my last glimmer of hope dashed.

The truth back then was not wrong, the woman in Su's house was indeed the mastermind of this incident...

The woman who fell asleep peacefully was Minhui. After so many years, I don’t know why I didn’t feel the despair and sadness I felt when I heard the news of her death... I just felt lonely...

This woman I loved all my life lost her life because of me.

Song Hui asked me if I wanted to watch a good show.I don't know why, but seeing the provocation in the corner of Song Hui's eyes, I finally nodded and stood behind the curtain.

Sure enough, after a while, I heard the voices of Song Yubin and Yi Zheng.

Yi Zheng and Song Yubin have that kind of relationship!

Song Hui was aggressive and asked Song Yubin to give up the Song family's inheritance rights. I thought Song Yubin would give up Yi Zheng and choose the Song family. After all, not everyone is willing to give up wealth and wealth to choose an unrealistic love.

But to my surprise, Song Yubin agreed without hesitation.

For Su Yizheng...

At that moment, I didn't know what to say. If I had half of his bravery and determination back then, it might not be the scene now.

Song Hui then asked Yi Zheng if he would be willing to give up the inheritance of the Su family.

Can't wait for me to respond, Yi Zheng answered quickly.

Toss it with a peach, and return it with Qiongyao.

Song Hui still doesn't understand, just like Yi Zheng said, he is not Mu Yang, and Song Yubin is not Song Chao.

Our time is over, and they will no longer be burdened with our entanglements.

I immediately went out to protect the two children and prevent them from being disturbed by the entanglements of the previous life.Let the previous generation settle the matter of the previous generation.

I waited for Song Yubin and Yi Zheng to leave before I calmed down and looked at the man in front of me.

This man is no longer the iron-blooded and ruthless Song Hui back then.Until now, I can still vaguely see that magnificent young man who clings to the Song Dynasty every day.

Time urges people to grow old.

Even if we have power and wealth so what, as time goes by, we lose more things than this.

Song Hui, why do you need to ask for forgiveness here?

I asked him if he would make the same choice again in time.

He froze for a long time, finally nodded and said yes softly.

No matter how many times he goes back in time, what he will make will still be the original choice.

I smiled, stepped forward to pick up the signed document, looked at it and tore it up, as if what had been torn off was the years of estrangement between us.

In just over ten years, people who had sex with each other died or were injured, why should those who are still living in this world harm our next generation because of those things.

Song Hui seemed to want to say something, but after a pause, he watched me tear up the document and throw it into the trash can.

This...wasn't his original intention.

I didn't say anything more to Song Hui, turned around and walked out of the Song residence.

The sunshine in England is not as strong as that in South Korea, but rather soft. In such weather, I can't help but think of that graceful woman.

I don't really remember what happened 20 years ago. What I remember is just some trivial things. If I really want to pursue it, the first time I met Minhui should be in a coffee shop.

I am a son of an aristocratic family who goes out to spend time, and she is a Chinese student studying abroad through a work-study program.

That reckless woman actually poured a whole cup of coffee on the guest at the next table when she was delivering coffee, and then apologized in awkward Korean with some Chinese mixed in, but what she said Chinese is not the common Mandarin in China, but an extraordinarily soft and melodious Chinese.

I began to be curious about this woman. You must know that I am notoriously fond of nice words. In addition, she lowered her head slightly because of shyness and guilt, her eyes fluttered unconsciously, and her side face looked radiant under the sunlight.

At that moment, I think I was tempted.

To a woman who is not yet acquainted, to a woman from a foreign country.

I stood up to help her out, and while speaking very fast Korean, I looked at her expression quietly.As expected, the Korean she could understand was limited to uttering word by word.

After giving the man some money, the matter was settled smoothly.

And she was still standing aside blankly, with a dazed and helpless look on her face, like a rabbit, or a rabbit that was stunned.

She also seemed to know that I helped her out, and looked at me gratefully.While saying thank you in awkward Korean, I took out money from my wallet, and in the end I could only shyly take out the only piece of money in the wallet and hand it to me, which in my mind only belonged to small change.

It's really embarrassing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She stood there dumbly, her face flushed and her eyes flickering.

At that moment, I didn't know what my psychology was, but I gave her my business card as a prank, and deliberately asked her in Chinese to pay back the money at the designated place within one month.

Seeing her surprised expression, I laughed out loud for some reason, and secretly decided to chase her down in my heart.

Such a stupid girl is easy to deceive.

At that time, how could I have thought that this deception would defraud her of her whole life.

Within two days, when I was leading a girl home, I saw her under the street lamp.She seemed to be extremely sleepy, and she fell asleep with her hands curled up and her head buried between her legs.

I persuaded the girl next to me to go back, walked slowly to her side and knelt down to see her sleeping face.

I can only see her side face clearly, the long eyelashes are reflected on the cheeks by the warm yellow light, and the fair skin has become pale due to the long-term wind blowing.

At that moment, I don't know why I feel a little distressed.

I pushed her and called her up.

She was still in a daze, jumped up when she saw me, and said in a panic, "I'm sorry, can I not pay you back the money? Can I work part-time and pay you back? I'm very capable! I can do anything Yes, I come to work every night, okay?"

I don't know why I suddenly want to laugh, I don't pay attention to the money, for me, the money for helping her is not enough for me to tip a waiter.

I wanted to say no, but I don't know why, but somehow I agreed, and let her come to my house to do things every night.

I took her into the house, sat on the sofa and saw her working hard despite being extremely sleepy.Later, as the night gradually deepened, she wiped the last tile and was about to leave, but I grabbed her and took her into a guest room that had never been used before, and kissed her forcibly.

I don't believe that she doesn't know what the name Su Xun represents in Korea, and I don't believe that she really approached me with such a pure purpose.

If it's for money, I can pay money for this moment of novelty.

Sure enough, she didn't reject me, she followed my will and had sex with me, in that house.

I thought that she, who can casually sleep with a man, should have been used to this romantic scene, and should know how to arouse my interest, so that at least I won't get tired of her so early.

But the next day I knew I was wrong, she was so young.The dots on the white sheets and her bewildered expression let me know that I was dead wrong.

I am the first man in her life.

I couldn't stop this strange possessiveness, and even wanted her a second time in the morning when she was extremely unwell.

I gave her a blank check, and I didn't care how much she would put on it, because I knew vaguely in my heart that she was not the kind of greedy woman.

Perhaps, everything at that time was extremely new to a dude.

Afterwards, everything seemed so natural, I gave her the keys to my house, and I started not to bring a woman home for the night, used to eating her cooking at home, going out with her on dates, and doing things that I thought were childish before.

I learned a lot about her, for example, her hometown is Jiangnan in China, which is a picturesque place in her description.For example, the dialect she speaks is Wu Nong's soft language from Jiangnan, and it has a special flavor when she speaks it.

Her favorite reading is "Rain Lane". She said that there are many women in her hometown who are full of melancholy, wearing cheongsams, holding paper umbrellas, walking on the stone bridge, passing through the ancient alleys, as if they were traveling People who have come for thousands of years.

Every time she talks about this, she always has a sad face. I know that she is homesick.

The Jiangnan water town thousands of miles away.

I know that I am her only support in Korea, but I still don't want her to go back to her hometown, and I don't want her to mention her hometown.

Because that kind of her always makes me feel that she is not mine, but belongs to that strange country, strange region.

It's not that I haven't asked her why she chose to be with me. If I don't feel for her, or if I don't want to be responsible, what should she do?

Every time she said these, she always shook her head and said softly, you won't.I don't want to talk about the rest.

We are like a couple of lovers.

At least, until I'm not tired of her, I think this way of getting along is not bad.

But, before I got tired of her, when I even thought of marrying her, I forgot that I was engaged to a woman.

Ladylike.

A kid who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth naturally thinks that what can compare to love, I went back to Su's house and proposed to dissolve the engagement, the family was naturally furious, and immediately locked me at home and was not allowed to go out.

I was released again because of a remittance slip and her. The remittance slip was directed to a strange but familiar place name, Jiangnan.The remittance amount was not large, only 8 to 8 yuan in RMB equivalent, but for the [-] to [-] yuan, the woman used the blank check and lost her life.

She died on the spot because of a car accident on the way back.

When I heard the news of her death, I suddenly realized how many memories I had with her. It was like a slideshow. I remembered when she smiled, when she cried, and even when she frowned slightly. Clearly, as if she had never left.

I always thought it was just an accident and it was all just her bad luck.

Until an inadvertent quarrel.

She who had always treated each other with respect suddenly broke out after a reception.

She said, why are you still like this when that bitch is dead!

She said, she has been dead for so many years!Yi Xian is so old, why can't you still look back at me!

I never mentioned Minhui in front of her.

I immediately asked someone to investigate, only to discover the truth that had been concealed for so many years.

The car that killed Minhui back then belonged to a small company owned by the Li family.

The driver who was driving was also found by me, and under the temptation of money, he also admitted that it was Li Xi who promised to give him a sum of money and keep him safe, so he took the risk and bumped into Minhui.

What a clumsy scheme!

The ridiculous thing is that I have been in the same room with the person who killed my beloved woman for so many years without knowing it.

But at that time, I had no choice.

That woman has been pregnant for ten months and is just waiting to give birth.

I started staying out all night and all night, and I started to buy another property outside and take people to spend the night.

I no longer ask Li Xi about everything. I don't know that I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a husband and a father.But as soon as I saw them, I thought of Minhui, that innocent woman who died in vain.

I went to Minhui's hometown, to Minhui's home, a place with beautiful scenery but extremely poor.

Minhui's neighbor told me that Minhui is the only student in their village who has gone abroad.She also had a younger brother, who was seriously ill, and had to wait for Minhui to send money every month to go to the hospital for treatment. Later, Minhui sent a large sum of money to let her younger brother have no news after the operation. It's a pity. But the operation was unsuccessful, and her brother died that same year.

And Minhui's parents both died in a car accident when the two children were young.

Several neighbors decided to bury Minhui's younger brother with his parents hastily, and waited for Minhui to come back before repairing his grave.

But they didn't know that the woman they were proud of lost her life in a car accident and would never come back.

I renovated the tomb of Minhui's family, and erected a clothes tomb next to them, with only two words engraved on it: Su.Hui I am the only one who understands what this means.

I set up a tomb belonging to the two of us in an unfamiliar area.

Later Li Xi gave birth to a boy.I was in a bar when I got the news.

A servant came to ask me what my name was.

I answered almost without hesitation: Yes.

Su Yizheng.