Conquest on the tip of the tongue[GL]

Shen Entai's handwriting is horizontal, strong and powerful, and graceful like a dragon. "Has Shen Entai practiced calligraphy?"Shen Qinghe's expression was very calm, and she hummed, but didn't say much.Shen Entai has not only practiced calligraphy, but also participated in competitions, winning first place.This beautiful handwriting has attracted many people, not to mention his outstanding appearance, Shen Entai used to be the focus of attention wherever he went.

"I think your handwriting is somewhat similar to his." Shen Jiangnian smacked her lips and commented.Shen Qinghe pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and said softly: "He taught me." Shen Qinghe's handwriting was based on Shen Entai, so that she hated her own handwriting later, but the style of the font has been formed and it is difficult to change.

Hearing that Shen Qinghe was in a strange mood, Shen Jiangnian leaned over and kissed her, "Then I'll read the letter, and I'll come back to you later." Shen Jiangnian grabbed the letter and went out. Shen Qinghe stared at her back and shook her head helplessly. Shake your head.

Qinghe wrote this letter when she was dying, feeling quite emotional in her heart.

I thought about not writing, but I think this will be the last time I will talk to you in my life.

Thinking about it carefully, I haven't seen you for so long that when I think of you in a trance, I always think of Lulu's face.

Your appearance is very similar to Lulu, especially the eyes, Lulu's eyes are as shiny as obsidian.

I'm probably really dying. Recently, as long as I fall asleep, I can dream of Lulu. Lulu said that she is waiting for me, and she hopes that I will go to accompany her as soon as possible.

I think, I left, that is, these few days.

In the past, I always wanted to see you for the last time, but now that I think about it, this way of saying goodbye is quite good.

Qinghe, don't hate me anymore, resentment is the most time-wasting thing, a dying person is not worthy of you.

For the rest of your life, live your life well, letting go of the past is tantamount to letting go of yourself.

In the past, I didn't understand these things. In the past, I was obsessed with vain prosperity. After a long illness, I gradually understood Lulu's pain.

Don't be like me, who don't know how to cherish when you have it, and don't be like me, who has been chasing fame and fortune all his life.

Now that I am lying on the sick bed, what am I thinking about?

I think, if there is an afterlife, I will not simply live as Mr. Shen.

I will cherish the people in front of me, and I will fulfill my responsibilities as a father and husband. I should support you and Lulu.

A few days ago, I decided; before making a will, I went to the old house to spend my last personal time.

I live alone in the old house, and the lawyer and accountant help me sort out the accounts, and I sort out my belongings.

Life is alive, and the journey to death and life is coming to an end. I have to pack up and prepare to get off.

I haven't opened Lulu's studio since you left.

Except for some of the works you took away, Lulu's paintings are all in place.

There is a faint fragrance in the studio, maybe it is the fragrance of pen and ink, maybe it is the beautiful flowers that Lulu's painstaking efforts finally bloomed.

I used to be busy all day long and didn't know how to appreciate her paintings, but now I go to see them when I get old, every painting is her world.

From sunny to rainy, her works after she married me became more and more gloomy.

However, I only cared about my career and never thought about taking care of her.

Later, Lu Lu was often bored in the studio, but I always wanted to let her go out more, but she refused.

Now that I think about it, she is such a natural person that she is not good at communicating with people. I shouldn't force her to live her life in my way.

If I hadn't married her, she might have become a world-famous painter. You can see her paintings are full of moving imagination.

The first time I took off the paintings, I wanted to clean them up. What made me sad was that there were words written on the back of each painting.

The paragraphs are not long, and most of them are Lulu's heartfelt words. I woke up like a dream. It's not that she doesn't love me, nor has she changed, but loves me in a different way.

If I could have found out earlier, Lulu would not leave me, and you would not hate me to the bone.

I know, I was wrong, I shouldn't have married her at that time, it would be great if she could tell me in person.

Qinghe, remember, you must say what you have to say, not everyone is your soul mate.

Your temperament is similar to Lulu sometimes, so when facing your lover, remember to be honest and be good to both of you.

As for Jinsu, I hope...well, I hope you can let her go.

Everyone has their own misfortunes in life, if Chen Jinsu was young and happy, he would not be so eager for quick success.

The shortcomings of the original family are pursued by different people in different ways.

Chen Jinsu will be as unfortunate as I am in his life, and in the end, he will have nothing.

If she can wake up, she may be better than me, and I have no chance to turn back.

Let go of hatred, forget the past, start from the heart, start again, and the rest of your life will be filled with happiness.

When you are young, you don't understand love, but you know that love is already in your memory.

I love Lulu, and when I meet her, I must tell her personally.

And you don't have to learn from me, when you are with your lover, you have to learn to express.

I love you is the word that everyone loves.

If I could always tell Lulu, she would not give up in despair.

As for Junhao, I always have a secret that I never told him, so don't tell him either.

Junhao is not my son, but my brother's son.

Your uncle was a vicious man who was hacked to death by the side of the road. I was entrusted by my sister-in-law to take care of Junhao.

I treat him as my own, and even treat him better than you. I think that he is my brother's son, and I cannot lack him.

It's a pity that Junhao is not my son after all, and he can't become a climate after all.

In terms of strategy, he can't compare with Jinsu; in terms of courage, he can't compare with you; in terms of harmony, he can't compare with Yaoyao.

Huayang International cannot be handed over to Junhao, he will ruin everything.

I hope you can take charge of Huayang International, but I know you don't want to.

But you are my favorite child in this world, and the only blood left by Lulu in this world. I want to give you everything I have.

You say that I want to make up for Lulu, or that I want to make up for the mistakes I made when I was young, in short, this is my decision.

Huayang International is not only my painstaking effort, but also Lulu's.

If you have paid close attention, you will notice that the logo of Huayang International has been changed once.

The latest version of the logo is designed by Lulu.

I hope that Huayang International can last forever. The reason I have never been cruel to Jinsu is because I know that she really cares about Huayang International.

In the future, the burden of Huayang International will eventually fall on your head, and you must be a good leader.

I can't believe I wrote so many words in one go.

After the illness, I often fell into a coma, and most of the time I was in a daze.

Maybe it's the reflection of the light, I have been extraordinarily clear-headed in the past few days.

The trembling hands are also very promising today, and they tremble slightly after writing so many words.

It's probably to remind me that it's time to write.

Qinghe, when you see this letter, I have already left.

I don't need you to grieve for me. If my departure can make me happy, I have a little hope and joy in my own death.

If there is any regret in my life, it is that I cannot be with Lulu after I die.

I have been to the cemetery you reselected for her many times. It is a nice place with plenty of sunlight and a wide view. Lulu will like it.

Qinghe, my daughter, I love you.

Although you don't believe it, my heart has never let go since you left.

Plum Blossom Hall, I originally wanted to dismiss you, but I am worried after all that you are out alone.

Plum Blossom Hall begins with the ancestors, but I hope it ends with you.

I hope that your descendants can live smoothly and no longer live in fear.

Qinghe, it's time for me to write.

I still have thousands of words to say to you, but it seems too redundant to write so far.

My life is coming to an end, your good life will come one day.

Finally, I still have to say three words, sorry.

I'm sorry, Qinghe.

I wanted to write these three words at the beginning of the article, but I still couldn't write them.

The trauma I gave you in the past is my dereliction of duty.

Apologies may be useless, but hopefully you can see a soul begging to be forgiven.

When a person is about to die, his words are good. My apology comes from the heart.

I am sorry.

I love you.

Good luck.

——Love Your Father Shen Entai

Written at 201 am on X, X, 2X

Shen Jiangnian cried bitterly because of this, Shen Qinghe heard the crying in the room, and guessed that Shen Jiangnian might have finished watching.

Shen Qingxi read the letter at that time, even though there was hatred in her heart, tears still rolled down her eyes.Perhaps it was also at that moment that she let go of her obsession with Shen Entai, she no longer hated this man, and the flower of resentment that had bloomed to the extreme withered in an instant.

"Come here~ I'll give you a hug." Shen Qinghe walked out of the study and opened her arms. Shen Jiangnian rushed over with tears in her eyes and hugged Shen Qinghe tightly.

Shen Qinghe's life was too legendary. If Shen Jiangnian hadn't experienced it personally, she would have found it hard to believe that someone's life was so turbulent and magnificent.

"Shen Qinghe, I will treat you forever." Shen Jiangnian's original intention has not changed, she has always been thinking about how to spend the rest of her life with Shen Qinghe.

"En." Shen Qinghe smiled slightly.

For all the shortcomings of Shen Qinghe, Shen Jiangnian will spend his whole life making up for her.

"I'm going to see Lu Zhiyao in the afternoon." Shen Qinghe raised his hand and patted the person in his arms, "Do you want to go?"

"Do you want me to go?" Shen Jiangnian rubbed his red eyes from crying.

"I can do it." Shen Qinghe wiped the corners of her eyes with a smile, "I just went to chat with her, everything is over, I hope I can chat with her for the last time."

In the end, Shen Jiangnian didn't choose to go together. Perhaps Shen Qinghe had something to say, and because she cared about her feelings, she chose to tell her in advance.

Shen Jiang is clingy, but she knows how to measure it. In the past, she always couldn't grasp the scale because she didn't have confidence in Shen Qinghe, and she was afraid that she didn't love herself enough.

Today's Shen Jiangnian is still jealous, but she is relieved, so she let Shen Qinghe go by herself.

When Shen Qinghe arrived, Lang Sirui was in the meditation room, "Do you need me to go out?" Lang Sirui asked hostilely.

"I'm fine." Shen Qinghe said lightly, Lu Zhiyao glanced at Lang Sirui, "Go out first."

"..." Lang Sirui glared at Lu Zhiyao, then at Shen Qinghe warningly, she stood up, "I'll wait outside the door." The implication: Hurry up.

"Sit down, don't stand stupidly." Lu Zhiyao smiled lightly, Shen Qing hummed, and said seriously: "Some things have been in my heart for a long time, and now I think about it, I should say it clearly."