The wealthy bride of the cold CEO

Chapter 95 Amazing Past

Can we be this happy forever?

The encounter is too beautiful, the ending is too sad.

this is life.

Since Bei Yuning became pregnant, she has enjoyed the feeling of being a mother more and more. She often shares this unexpected surprise with Xia Qing, and Xia Qing is also very envious.

March came amid the joys, sorrows and joys of these people. In March, the cherry blossoms in Hokkaido bloomed more and more beautifully. In March, he said coldly, he would plan a short vacation, and the destination was Hokkaido, where the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. The hot spring that makes people look forward to it.

Is this March really so beautiful?

On March [-]th, the coldness of this day was different from that of the past, and all the work in the company was turned down.

I went up to the attic early in the morning. When the summer cleared up, I didn't see him. Zhang Ma told her: "Young Madam, today is Madam's death day. Master, I will miss Madam in the attic. He doesn't like to be disturbed. Come I told you on the first day here that it is the young master's taboo. Since the young master did not tell the young lady his plan, please don't bother the young lady. Today's young master will be much colder than usual, please forgive me .”

It turns out that today is the anniversary of his mother's death. Leng Lie must be very sad, right?Xia Qing guessed.

No wonder he was tossing and turning last night. It turns out that he likes someone today. Xia Qing can understand him, because she is also like this. Every year on the anniversary of her parents' death, she especially doesn't want to interact with the outside world. think.Xia Qing didn't go to the attic to find him, she hoped to give her a personal space, if one day he was willing to share it with her, he would naturally tell her that it was only a matter of time.

Leng Leng was dressed in a black sweater, black trousers, and black leather shoes, walked up to the attic, opened the ancient door lock of the attic, the door made a creaking sound, pushed the door in, and then closed the door.

With a slender body, he walked into the attic. This is a simple room with a simple and elegant layout, a lavender tatami bed, two rattan bedside tables next to it, and a brown-red desk and a bed near the window. Same color wardrobe.

Leng Lie picked up the rag and wiped the tables and chairs everywhere. There were still dried calla lilies in the vase. Looking at the calla lilies, the shadow of his mother appeared in Leng Lie's mind.

"Our Ariel is so good. You always take the first place. You are the pride of my mother!" Mother Murong Feng patted the eight-year-old cold head, looked at the report card, and boasted gratifiedly.

Murong Feng's smile is very beautiful, in Leng Lie's heart, it is the most beautiful smile, as if it is a smile that touches his eyes, but Murong Feng seldom smiles, in Leng Leng's memory, he rarely sees his mother With a beautiful smile, her face is always cold and indifferent, except that he got the first place, so Xiao Xiao Leng Leng studies desperately, learning everything she can learn, to make her mother happy.

"Ariel, your eyebrows and eyes are more and more like your father, as good-looking as your father!" His mother always caressed his eyes, his sword eyebrows, over and over again, and he knew at a young age that his mother was How much he loves his father.

"Mom~" Leng Leng picked up a photo on the table. It was a photo of his father and mother when they got married. At that time, weddings in Shanghai usually wore red wedding dresses. The mother was a lady from a wealthy family, and she was already wearing fashionable clothes. In a white wedding dress.

The mother held a white lily in her hand, dragged her long wedding dress, and had a happy smile on her face, while the father had an indifferent face. Looking at it, the corners of his cold eyes became slightly cold. Moisture, slender fingers brushed mother's white cheeks, "Mom, Ariel misses you so much!"

He's just a kid who lost his mother.

He's not that much stronger.

He has always used indifference to disguise his fragility.

In this attic, Murong Feng moved here after being seriously ill. This is the so-called separation. For many years, I couldn't understand my mother.

He remembered that when his mother lay on this bed and fell asleep peacefully, there was a smile in the corner of her eyes.He was ten years old that year.

"Mom, Ariel is married. Ariel has a wife who loves Ariel very much. She and I are not you and dad. Will we be happy? Mom will look at Ariel in the sky. Dad, I used to hate him so much , but now he is lying down and can’t move. When he told me that the four characters were engraved at that time, I realized that I couldn’t hate him anymore. What I saw was an old man who was dying of illness, mother, Ariel should hate him, shouldn't he? If it wasn't for him and that bitch, you wouldn't have left me! Mom, when I found out that I was going to forgive him, I felt sorry for you!" The cold tears flowed drop by drop Washing away the dust and powder on the photo, what kind of struggle is he doing in his heart.

He coldly told his mother how he felt, and he wiped every corner with a rag. Here, he came in once a year, wiped off the dust every time, and put everything in its original place, as if his mother was still there. Every time he walked into this room, he couldn't forget those childhood memories.

Hearing a "bang dang" sound suddenly, Leng Lie put down the rag, followed the sound, and found that the sound came from the back of the closet, Leng Lie moved the closet away, and unexpectedly found a piece of display carved out of the white wall behind the closet The place where things are stored is set up with wooden boards, and the chiseled marks are also very rough. It is obviously a small place he chiseled out by himself in the later period. It has lost its newness for a long time, the wooden boards have degraded, and cannot support the weight of the box, so it tilts and slides down, making a sound.

Originally, the board was tilted, but because Leng Lie moved the wardrobe away and lost its support, the box fell to the ground. Leng Leng bent down to pick up the delicate box, wiped away the dust, and he could see the exquisite cabinet, still The calla lily flower is clearly and visibly engraved.

Leng Leng took it to the desk, sat down, opened the old box, and when he opened the box, he saw a painting of calla lilies, which was not a big oil painting.Although many years have passed, it can still be seen that every stroke is exquisitely portrayed.

Leng Lie took out the painting, but inside was a letter, it turned out to be a letter left by his mother, Leng Lie suddenly felt like a treasure.

Picking up the letter, he caressed the cover, and when he was about to open it, a photo fell from the inside of the letter to the ground. He coldly picked up the photo on the ground and looked at it. It was a picture of a man with slender eyes and delicate eyes. A handsome face, slightly long broken hair, a purple top, and a somewhat uninhibited face.

A love poem was written on the back, and he knew his mother liked Shakespeare's poems: "How many times, my music, I play for you, music, the keys of happiness in my eyes follow the teasing of your light fingers, and sound sweet The melody is what fascinates me, how envious I am of those piano keys jumping up and kissing your gentle palm, and this should belong to me!" Such fiery love is blended into this poem, It turned out that those sweet tunes played by his mother were all because of this man, not his father. I coldly hoped that his conjecture was wrong.

The signature below is: "[Xiang Zhentian]" He frowned coldly.