Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Out of the window flew a heavy snow, goose feather like falling on the ground, in front of the door of a few red plum blossoms, makeup wrapped in pure white heaven and earth.

Shen listens to push the window open, the cold wind outside with snowflakes wantonly flew in. He closed the window with a deadpan face and muttered to himself, "there was something wrong with those literati in ancient times. Where do you want to stand in the snow to recite poetry in such a cold weather?"

After a pause, he said, "fool."

After washing and rinsing, Shen tin didn't want to cook by himself today, so he ordered a takeout, ordered Fried Bun and soybean milk, and also ordered a portion for the takeaway boy.

Twenty minutes later, the takeout arrived. Shen tin ate it slowly. He changed his clothes and dressed himself like a dog. Then he carried a big black umbrella and went out of the door in the cold winter.

The car stopped in a cemetery.

Shen tin leaned against his seat and closed his eyes. After a while, he picked up a bunch of fresh and elegant jasmine flowers on the copilot and got out of the car.

The old man who guarded the tomb recognized him and said hello to him. Shen listened vaguely and perfunctorily.

The old man saw that he was in a bad mood today, and he didn't say anything more, so as to avoid the dislike of noble people.

In fact, Shen has lived most of his life without understanding what Shen Chiwei is thinking in her mind.

He walked to the cemetery under the wind and snow, and suddenly some things happened many years ago in his mind.

Shen Chiwei was still alive at that time.

She went on a long journey, not only to make herself in a mess, but also to carry a back in the stomach.

Shen listen to think about his mood at that time, probably just want to hang Shen Chiwei to fight.

Growing up in the Shen family, how could Shen Chiwei be cheated by a man?

Shen listens to indifference and thinks that if Shen Chiwei didn't tell her who mingshe's father was, the man would not live comfortably until now.

On the day of Shen Chiwei's death, it was snowing so heavily. She was haggard and lying on the bed. Her expression was very peaceful. She held his hand and whispered, "listen, you should take good care of yourself in the future. My sister is afraid that she can't..."

Shen heard: "be sober. I've been taking care of you for so many years."

Shen Chiwei laughed and said gently, "listen, you will Maybe if you talk to a girl like this again, you won't get a daughter-in-law... "

Shen did not speak.

Shen Chiwei closed his eyes and murmured: "when I die, you bury me in the cemetery of qiuyanshan in the capital."

“……” Shen listen was almost mad by her: "Shen Chiwei, you are in H country now! Do you want me to take your body to country C? "

SHEN Chiwei said softly," yes. "

Shen can't help it

I'm so damn right.

Shen Chiwei looked at the ceiling. The light in his eyes was slowly dispersing, and his voice was a little fuzzy: "look, it's been so many years in a flash. When I saw you for the first time, you were only three years old In a twinkling of an eye, it's so big. "

She took Shen's hand and kept exerting herself, and finally she cried: "ah, listen Listen, my sister doesn't want to leave you My sister hasn't seen you get married yet... "

She was a little out of breath, and tears seemed to be consuming the last bit of blood in her dry body: "but But this time, sister Really I really have to go. "

"You must..." She looked at Shen with tearful eyes. She was as gentle as ever, "it must be good..."

Shen tin pursed her lips and said, "good."

Shen Chiwei is dead.

Shen listen's heart began to ache, and the huge sadness piled up, which made him unable to vent. The last tear fell on Shen Chiwei's cold body.

……

Shen tin narrowed his eyes. He saw two people who came to sweep the tomb in the wind and snow. He changed his hand to hold flowers. He took out a box of cigarettes from his windbreaker pocket. He took one in his mouth and lit it carelessly. The lighter "click" attracted the attention of two people not far away.

"Little uncle." I'm a good person.

He thought for a moment and said to the girl standing beside him, "Xiaoyun, this is my little uncle, my mother's brother."

The girl had never seen Shen Ting before, but had heard his name, son. When she saw the tall and straight figure, lazy expression, but a good-looking man in front of her, she was stunned and stammered for a long time: "Hello, little uncle."

"Well." Shen listened to a casual answer, put the jasmine in his hand in front of Shen Chiwei's tomb, and said lazily, "your girlfriend?"

Mingshe nodded: "I told you, Tian Yun."

"Good taste." Shen listened to sit on the stone platform swept out by the tomb keeper at random, and the cigarette between his fingers burned slowly: "why did you come here so early?"

Mingshe looked at the man's sleepy and cold face, pursed her lips and corners: "isn't my uncle coming early?""That's not the same." Shen tin took a breath of smoke. "When your mother died, you were only two or three years old. You had no feelings."

"And you, uncle?" "Uncle, you must have deep feelings for your mother?"

Shen listens to a strange look at him, can't understand the child's temper now, said to come, so unreasonable?

"I have a deep relationship with your mother." Shen can educate his little nephew, "it's true that your mother doesn't like white chrysanthemum. Don't send it in the future."

Tian Yun immediately blushed and explained in a hurry: "white chrysanthemum I brought the white chrysanthemum. I, I don't know... "

There was no problem with the white chrysanthemum on the tomb. Shen didn't say much about it. He just let out a sound and slowly looked at the tombstone behind him.

On the tombstone, there is a picture of a woman.

The year Shen Chiwei died, she was only 23 years old, which was the best age. The woman in the photo was so charming that she was like a flower. The dimples on her cheek seemed to be filled with honey, which made people fall easily.

"Shen Chiwei." Shen listen to the unruly call his dead sister: "you see, I raised your little son so big, how should you repay me?"

No one answered, of course.

Shen didn't mind. He said to himself, "I didn't want to do arms business last year. The old men of your family lined up one by one with ropes and wanted to hang them at my door one by one, in order to show their ambition by death Well, actually, I'm not trying to ruin your Shen family's property. I'm just tired of fighting and killing for so many years. Those old men just sit and collect money. Of course, they don't think there is any problem Sometimes I really feel that if you didn't pick me up and let me freeze to death in the snow That would be great. "