A person's life is very short, in the twinkling of an eye past clouds.

During her years in the Shen family, Yan Qingyi has witnessed with her own eyes that Lin Lianyin and Shen Fangming have gradually changed from middle-aged to a gray haired old man.

At this time, Yan Qingyi and Shen Jingyuan have reached middle age.

Like Shen Fangming, Shen Jingyuan wanted to accompany his lover as much as possible, so he left the company to Shen Nian early.

Shen nianyi has a business tycoon's father as his backing, and his grandfather as a military adviser. In a few short years, the company has opened abroad and become a listed company. His reputation is bigger than Shen Fangming and Shen Jingyuan. In foreign countries, mentioning his name is just like mentioning jobs.

As the so-called front waves push back waves, each wave is stronger than the other. Yan Qingyi often teases Shen Jingyuan with Shen Nian.

Every time Shen Jingyuan heard her make fun of herself, she would reply: I spent most of my life in your hands. If I hadn't met you, I would have been famous.

Yan Qingyi was said by him, since it is no words to refute, and then two people in that giggle.

Such a day is very beautiful, but since you are born, you will die of old age. Just like Lin Lianyin and Shen Fangming, at that age, the world no longer belongs to them.

Time flies. Over the years, Yan Qingyi has now become a gray haired old man. When Shen Jingyuan was 60 years old, he had a brain tumor. He was afraid of Yan Qingyi's worry, so he kept his illness under wraps.

At the age of 70, his condition deteriorated. The doctor said that the tumor had caused metabolic disorder in his brain and damaged brain tissue. Because he was old, he did not dare to operate on him, so he had been maintained with drugs. Therefore, now he has Alzheimer's disease, and his time is running out.

Yan Qingyi came back from morning exercise. When he got to the hospital building, he saw an old man with white hair sitting on a bench in the sun.

His face is expressionless, eyes are dull looking ahead, for a long time, his eyes do not blink.

Yan Qingyi went to sit down beside him, turned to look at him, grinned, "are you alone?"

“……” The old man did not speak. He still looked at the front, and did not know what he was looking at.

"Where's your wife?"

"I don't have one." The old man's voice was silent.

"How can you live by yourself Yan Qingyi asked again.

“……” The old man did not speak.

"Come with me, will you?" Yan Qingyi smiles and puts her hand on his shoulder.

“……” The old man turned to look at her. "Why?"

"Because you don't have a wife." Yan Qingyi replied tirelessly.

“…… Oh. " The old man turned his head away again.

"Let's play a game." Yan Qingyi finished and stood up.

"Oh." The old man nodded stupidly.

Yan Qingyi helped the old man up, stepped back a few steps, and then lowered his head. When he came to him, he accidentally bumped into him.

He reached out his hand in a hurry and helped Yan Qingyi.

"Are you all right? I'm sorry The old man is still in a daze.

"It doesn't matter. It's too hard just now. I feel dizzy." Yan Qingyi lay on his body for a while, then pushed him away, then looked up at him and laughed.

The old man grinned, his smile, very silly, but also very kind, just like today's sunshine, warm through Yan Qingyi's heart.

Many years ago that day, she and he met in this way, many years later, when this scene was staged again, he had already forgotten her, and she, for him, has been hard to forget, for a lifetime.

A month later, Shen Jingyuan's tumor deteriorated and he died forever.

When he left, he held in his hand the wedding ring that they had worn on his ring finger when they had traveled abroad to get married.

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