You are the sweet that I can't hide

Chapter 2071 Extra Story into My Heart Sutra, Safe for the Rest of My Life 1
"This is the flower pattern of roses," Qiao Yu Huang Zhisheng pointed at the flower pattern, and talked eloquently: "The leaves are alternate, often have stipules, the flowers are bisexual, neat, the receptacle is convex to concave, the flower part has 5 bases, and the round The perianth and stamens are often combined into a flower tube, the ovary is superior, less inferior, and the seeds have no endosperm. These are the characteristics of roses. The flower formula written by my father is definitely a rose."

Qiao Jinyang taught his son how to grow flowers when he was young.

Obviously, he wanted to wait for his son to replace him and help her take care of the common garden when he was gone.

Concubine Huang stopped.

Rose.

What he wanted to give himself was roses.

"Rose represents love, and you can't give it away casually." Qiao Yuhuang added, like a kid.

Yes……

Roses represent love.

He wants to give himself roses, does that mean...

She was suddenly confused, and quickly flipped through the sketch book.

On the last page, on the large blank page, in the lower left corner, is his clear and stern handwriting:

"Every time you bring me medicine, it enters my heart sutra, and your people will keep me safe for the rest of my life. Concubine Huang, I love you. It's not a relative, not a friend, it's a man's love for a woman. It started a long, long time ago I can't remember which day it was, maybe it was the first time I saw you."

As soon as he loosened his fingers, the sketch book fell down.

She sat down on the carpet beside her.

In fact, when he was alive, she secretly poked through his drawers and peeked through his diary to see if she had recorded her feelings for herself.

It's a pity that his diary records how he takes medicine every day and how he is.No personal feelings.

But it never occurred to him that the sketch book he left randomly was his diary.

record his state of mind.

It turned out that he had fallen in love with her a long time ago.

Qiao Yuhuang watched her mother cry like a tearful person. She didn't know what happened, but she didn't ask any more questions. She also sat cross-legged on the carpet, raising her immature hands from time to time to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. .

This was the time my mother cried the most during the two months after my father passed away.

No, it should be said that my mother hasn't cried much since my father passed away.

He thought that his mother was very strong, or that he was already mentally prepared for his father's death. After all, he knew that his father had been ill for many years, and it was not a matter of a day or two.

It turned out that my mother would not be able to hold on.

Dad was so emaciated and emaciated by the end of his life that he barely had the strength to speak a complete sentence.

But he still tried his best to warn himself, saying that after he left, he would be the little man in the family and needed to protect his mother, so he couldn't cry.

He sucked his eyes back fiercely, and wiped away the tears on Concubine Huang's face again with his fingertips: "Mom, you can cry if you want, it's okay, Dad said, sometimes, people don't have to be so strong, cry a little, It’s okay. But remember, after crying, I’m still here.”

Concubine Huang hugged her son in her arms, buried her face in his shoulder and neck, tears soaked her son's collar.

She thought she'd make it through.

After all, he has been ill for so many years.

This day, sooner or later.

She thought she should have made sufficient mental preparations long ago.

She arranged his funeral properly and presided over it personally. Every detail was done in the style of a young mistress of the military family. In the end, she was the one who buried his ashes in person.

She can even turn her head to comfort her father-in-law, mother-in-law, Yue'er, mother, and Shu Ge.

All of this should mean that she can accept his departure, right?

but--

But, it turned out not to be.

(End of this chapter)