Chapter 984
Style:
Girl
Author:
Su JingzheWords: 837Update Time: 24/01/18 04:13:18
"But as you just saw, Director Shen is still determined to protect her. It shows that Director Shen has not really..."
"Humph, no, he is just protecting his self-esteem and face. My son, I don't understand, who understands?"
Shen Nanhuai leaned back, closed his eyes and took a rest, "Now, he may be just one step away from giving up on Qin Shu. At this time, awakening his feelings for his old love may add fuel to the flames.
Dead people are often more lethal to him than living people. It will enlighten him and make him regret his mistakes. "
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The luxury car drove towards Guanchao Manor.
Shen Guangjing held the wooden box firmly during the whole process, and after a long period of mental preparation, he slowly opened it.
The box is divided into two layers.
On the first floor, there were neatly laid out velvet bags. Every time he opened one, Shen Guangjing's heart stung sharply.
The ring was given to her when he proposed. Now it seems that the diamond is a little small, but thirty years ago, it would have really attracted the envy of countless women.
The jade bracelet was a birthday gift from him, and it was also carefully selected.
Back then, he would remember her birthday, the anniversaries they had together, and the festivals that every lover would celebrate.
Now, he doesn't even want to remember the anniversary of her death.
Shen Guangjing took a deep breath and opened the second floor——
It turned out to be a stack of old photos that had turned yellow.
He picked it up tremblingly and looked through it one by one. Suddenly his eyes were red, his ears were buzzing, and his eyes were blurry with tears.
He remembered that he loved photography and always took a small camera and took pictures while walking in Guanchao Manor.
He didn't know what she was filming then, but now, he does.
In Zhong Qing's photography, there is only one protagonist - him.
Behind the photo, there are written words of love that she deeply buried in her heart but could not tell. They were restrained, gentle, and affectionate.
"Looking at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, I think of you when I walk and when I sit down."
"I don't know since when, I have become a person who cannot be separated from you. Maybe this is what the Bible means, women are the ribs of men."
"Ajing, I hope my humble background, miserable past, and clumsy love have not troubled you.
I know that my love is not worth mentioning in your bright and bright life. But Ah Jing, this is all I can give you.
I love you much. "
Shen Guangjing crumpled the photo, and tears silently fell down his cheeks, soaking Juan Xiu's words.
"Why...you never told me this yourself...
Ah Qing, do you know that I have always...loved you very much. "