Vice President Zou shook his head at the dean and signaled him not to ask any more questions.

Yu Fengjiao obviously heard it and said to Nan Song: "I won't go. Now that things have happened, there is no need to see each other again. I don't want to force myself, nor do I want to deceive Shen Liushu and say that I have forgiven him. Hatred is Hate, even if you no longer love, you will still hate."

Nan Song's heart sank, as if someone had grabbed him hard.

She suddenly understood that the fate between people is different. Love, hate, and hatred seem to be tied together. Sometimes there is more love, sometimes there is more hate. If the relationship between two people is not broken, Love and hate are mixed, but if they are broken, they are separated.

To say "hate means love" is too pretentious and as arrogant as Yu Fengjiao. Hate is hate and nothing else.

Shen Liushu's life has come to an end. The pain has tortured him to the point where he looks like a human or a ghost. He once had a charming and handsome face that fascinated thousands of women, but now he is haggard, with a bloodless face and deep-set eyes. sunken deeply.

He breathed hard and squeezed Yu Jinwen's hand tightly, but he couldn't use much strength. "Where are you, your mother?"

Yu Jinwen looked at him, his eyes slightly red, but his eyes were indifferent, "Do you want to see her?"

Shen Liushu nodded, "I think."

Zhuo Yue stood sideways, turning her face away, with a faint sarcasm on her lips.

This man was the man she had been with for most of her life. She once thought that she had walked into his heart, but when he was dying, what he thought about day and night and in his heart was Yu Fengjiao, his First wife.

How ridiculous that she has been with him for so many years and gone through so many ups and downs with him, but she is still not as good as Yu Fengjiao.

But if he loved Yu Fengjiao so much, why did he choose to be with her in the first place?

Men are all eating from the bowl and looking at the pot.

What you can't get is always the best.

Yu Jinwen didn't give him any illusions and rejected him bluntly, "But my mother may not want to see you."

Chen Liushu's body stiffened, and he lay back on the bed, breathing heavily for a few times, looking at the ceiling feebly, and murmured: "Yes, she won't want to see me, I'm a sinner, Gillian. .. ...She is such a proud and strong person, and her life is so splendid. Only I am her stain. We have also fallen in love, and there were particularly beautiful times, and we were particularly happy... "

He turned his face to look at Yu Jinwen, with a tear falling from the corner of his eye, "Son, I still remember the joy I felt when I gave birth to you. When you stopped breastfeeding, you cried loudly, and I held you and coaxed you all night long. "Your mother feels sorry for you and cries too. After I've finished coaxing you, I'll go and coax your mother... When you get older and crawl all over the floor, you'll ride on my shoulders, showing off your strength and laughing happily. ..."

Yu Jinwen did not interrupt him, and listened to him talking bit by bit, recalling those things from his childhood.

"Do you remember?" Shen Liushu looked at him and asked with a smile.

Yu Jinwen raised his eyelids slightly, "I remember. I remember everything from childhood to adulthood."

Just because he remembered, he came today;

It was precisely because he remembered that he could never let go of the past with him.

"Just remember. Every year on the anniversary of my death, when you think of me, you can burn incense for me and let me see how you are doing. Also tell me about your mother, how she is doing... ..But I know that without my interruption, you will all get better and better."

Shen Liushu's voice became lower and lower, and he said, "Don't embarrass Ah Yue, this is my last plea."

Zhuo Yue was shocked and turned her head sharply.

Shen Liushu also loosened his hold on Yu Jinwen's hand, slowly and weakly hanging it down.

"Ashu——"
Chapter completed!