Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 1071 What is it like to let go of the love you want to care for all your life?

Shura naturally didn't expect Ji Liunian to help him.

He just wanted to find someone to talk to, talk to, and explain what happened to him afterwards.

He said to Ji Liunian: "I have entrusted you with the love I want to protect all my life, and I hope that I will not let her down or make her sad."

Ji Liunian's phoenix eyes darkened for a moment.

He felt that Shura's words were nonsense. An Qiyue belonged to him and was his woman.

He has never belonged to others, so what is entrusted to him by others?
Ji Liunian didn't reveal much about his emotions, it was impossible for him to argue with a dying person.

One is tasteless, and the other is meaningless.

He looked at Shura, waiting for him to finish speaking.

Shura smiled lightly, and the golden sunlight hit his face, giving people the illusion that time is aging instantly.

At least for a moment, Ji Liunian seemed to have a time travel to a certain day 50 years later when the sun was setting and the two elderly people had their last drink under the twilight.

It's probably the kind of long-lasting feeling, a little bleak.

Asura looked at him, the laziness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He was still smiling, but that smile had become meaningless.

He said to Ji Liunian: "I hope that every year on the Ghost Festival, she can come to see me, offer me incense sticks, and burn some paper, so as her husband, should you understand?"

Ji Liunian was silent for a while, with some unspeakable feelings rippling in his heart.

He said: "If she is willing, I will not stop her."

Shura hummed, and motioned Ricky to take out the prepared documents and hand them over to Ji Liunian.

He went on to say: "In my life, I can't be regarded as very heinous, nor can I be regarded as very benevolent, but I still did a lot of evil things that disgusted me.

So, even so, I still want to leave the best for her.

I talked to her before, and she was unwilling to sign the will of this property.

So, even if I played tricks and signed the agreement, I guess she wouldn't want it.

Therefore, this agreement is temporarily kept by you for her.

At that time, a lawyer will come to you.

As for, after I die, whether she wants or accepts it is none of my business. "

Ji Liunian's eyes were dark, narrow and narrow, and the end of his eyes was raised once.

He tapped the agreement on the table with his index finger, then picked up the agreement and flipped through to the last page, astronomical figures.

As a businessman, you will be jealous.

But as a woman's husband, a man, he probably feels the heat of being slapped.

No man wants his woman to spend other men's money.

It's even more impossible for a man like Ji Liunian to be arrogant and conceited.

He put down the agreement slowly, without too much expression on his face, just such a cold indifference.

It's not too arrogant and disdainful, but the irrepressible indifference is enough to show his unhappy mood at the moment.

It is impossible for a man as sensitive as Shura not to feel it.

In fact, Shura can understand Ji Liunian's mood.

This kind of behavior of slapping the face and sweeping away his dignity would make him feel uncomfortable if it were him.

Shura took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case, held one in his mouth, and handed the other to the man.

He found a metal lighter, lit it with a click, and took a puff. The originally fragrant tea scent was covered by a touch of nicotine.

The blue and white smoke coiled around their noses, blurring each other's faces.

Probably exaggerated by this dull atmosphere, Ji Liunian lit the cigarette after Shura.

PS: Mo Shang: I don’t know if there are fans of Shura, if there is, it may be a little sad to see the back...

(End of this chapter)