When Shen Xingye left the Shen Building, it snowed for the first time this winter.

Snowflakes are cold and have a special sensitivity when they fall on the eyelashes.

At the end of this Taijiquan-like conversation with Shen Dongren, Shen Xingye told him that there was no winning or losing between us.

Because whether it is himself or Shen Dongren, he is already alone.

However, the person who has the last laugh may not be able to continue to laugh.

Shen Xingye just didn't tell Shen Dongren that before he came to the Qike Building, he had already sent the cross taken out of the pocket of Du Xueqi's body to the scene of today's press conference.

It was given to Zhao Anyue by Tao Xuexin, and there was a USB disk hidden in it.

It is the clues and evidence of all Shen Dongren's business dealings in the secret over the years, and every one of them can be related to the contradictions between Qi Ke and the Shen family.

He wears a mask and walks on the edge of a battle between the snipe and the clam clams.

Fuel the flames and expand all contradictions to the largest and most irreversible degree.

He seems to have no desires, but he has already set his sights on the biggest winner.

It's a pity that he is not, and neither is he......

Two hours later, the front page headlined, Shen Dongren, the current head of the Shen Group, was summoned by the police on suspicion of intentional homicide and illegal financial activities.

Shen Xingye returned to the Shen family's old house alone, and stood alone for a long time in this lonely snow.

He thought, fortunately, his grandfather has passed away, otherwise he would have let him see the fall of the family road with his own eyes, like weeds and chaos.

Looking at the family business he built single-handedly, now withered like this......

The door creaked open, and Shen Xingye watched Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper, push a wheelchair out.

Sitting in a wheelchair is Grandma Liang.

Her white hair was neatly combed, and she wore a dark purple sweater and a snow-white scarf.

The lower body was covered with a gray velvet blanket, and the wheels guessed two marks on the ground.

Uncle Zhong parked the wheelchair in front of Shen Xingye, and then respectfully stepped aside.

Shen Xingye heard it clearly, and he called her 'Miss'.

At that moment, Shen Xingye saw the kind and meaningful smile on Liang Yeqiu's face.

It's as if in an instant I gave my soul a special girlish feeling.。

Shen Xingye seemed to see that era of war and chaos, his life was very short, and if he didn't do it, he would use his life to love someone, and if he couldn't do it, he would use his life to hate someone.

"Grandma Liang......"

Shen Xingye squatted down lightly and held the old man's hands tightly in his palms, which looked like they were withered but did not look like they were doing rough work.

"I know...... You're going to come to me. You are like Shen Aofeng, very smart. ”

Shen Xingye shook his head and handed a yellowed note to Liang Yeqiu.

"I used Qi Siwen's eyes to see again, and I also used his eyes to find the truth. ”

It was a land deed transfer letter, signed Liang Gongbo City, and the transferee Shen Aofeng.

"The reason my grandfather kept looking for that book was because it was his. I remember 10 years ago when we were celebrating this occasion and the school asked us to donate some books. I once gave away some of my grandfather's old books. There is the original English version of the book inside. ”

Shen Xingye said, "At that time, even my grandfather himself forgot that he had sandwiched the title deed transfer in this book. ”

Liang Qiuye looked at Shen Xingye calmly, always with a smile on his face. It's like expecting a story that I've heard countless times to have a new ending.

"Everyone thinks that Grandpa was the rich son of the year, and you are just a maid in their family. He had a vigorous love affair with you, unconventional, and moving, but in the end he had to accept the tricks of fate.

But in fact, it's all the other way around. That Liang Gong Bocheng is your father, you are the eldest lady, and my grandfather is the little worker who works in your house. You love one another, but you don't have your father's permission or blessing. Your father married you to Qiu Wending. So my grandfather must make a name for himself and swear to take you back......

He did not hesitate to be the son-in-law of the warlord Wang Tianqi and married my unruly and domineering grandmother. Then he used the power of the warlord to completely drive the Liang family to a dead end. He forced your father to death and seized everything from the Liang family. Finally, he reported Qiu Wending's speculation and economic crimes. He thought you didn't know. Really?"

The expression on Liang Qiuye's face remained unchanged, she squinted, and she didn't know whether she was asleep or awake.

"When Qiu Wending had an accident, one of your children was less than a year old. Do you know when I started to suspect that something was wrong?" Shen Xingye continued, "In my impression, the age difference between my second uncle and my third uncle seems to be less than half a year. When I knew that my mother fell for Shen Qiufang, and the person who was lying in the attic and had her blood drawn to determine her relationship was not my biological father, but Wen Fan, who was hidden by Shen Qiufang. I did the same thing as her, but one step ahead of her. After all, I took my brother Shen Yinhe's blood sample and went to do an identification with Shen Qiufang-

As a result, guess what, Shen Yinhe and Shen Qiufang cannot be compared and identified as father and son. However, their DNA is 37.11% similar and they are completely identified. From that moment on, I wondered, could Shen Qiufang be my grandfather's son?

But if that's the case, isn't Ding Yan also my grandfather's daughter? Once such a terrible thing happens, won't it be a mess in the world? I don't believe that grandpa would let this kind of thing happen. Then there is only one possibility left, my second uncle Shen Qiufang and third uncle Shen Dongren were exchanged for status. And who will be the only one who will have the motivation to do this? Grandma Liang, you've been laying out since then, right?"

Liang Yeqiu was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

"When your grandfather died, there was no pain. ”

Shen Xingye took a heavy breath of cold air and nodded: "I know." You're still in love with my grandfather after all, aren't you?"

"In our time, it doesn't matter whether you love or not, it matters what you hate. ”

Grandma Liang withdrew her hand from Shen Xingye's palm, and her eyes softened a little: "Xingye, you are a good boy, it's a pity, how good would it be if you didn't have the surname Shen?" But now that it's all over, you and An An are together...... I'm waiting for you to rebuild my home.

I like to work as a maid in the boudoir on the second floor, and watch your grandfather in the boxy yard, repairing the bicycle that rings everywhere except for the bell. Do you know that bikes were expensive back then, and your grandfather carried me in the back seat—"

"No way. Shen Xingye bit his lip and stood up with a snort.

"An An is gone. ”

"You said An An ......"

"Yes, An An is gone. ”

Shen Xingye took two steps back, the snow was covered with snow, and he made a heavy creaking sound when he stepped on his feet.

"Because of Grandpa's will, if An An's children can't be kept, the inheritance that no one can enjoy will be divided, and all the assets in his name will be unconditionally transferred to the Angel Creation Foundation. Grandma Liang, don't you know yet? The creator behind this welfare fund is my third uncle.

There are so many things you don't know, and you use your children to complete your revenge, and you can't expect him to become a devil and still remain human. In order to get everything from the Shen family, the third uncle killed the third aunt with his own hands and mistakenly killed his own daughter. And also...... Do you know why he killed Qi Siwen? I guess he must not have told you, Qi Siwen is the son of my father and Ding Yan, the child who was not killed by induced labor. He is your own grandson! But he is also a competitor who can have the right to share a piece of the pie with Shen Dongren! A person, if he kills his red eyes, he will really deny his six relatives. ”

"No, it won't. Liang Yeqiu shook his head, "No, it can't be like this! I just want Shen Aofeng to pay the price! I only told Dong Ren to get back everything that belongs to our Liang family! I didn't let him kill people! I didn't let him do that!"

"Grandma Liang, when I was deeply betrayed by my loved ones, do you know what the third uncle said to me?"

At this time, Liang Yeqiu's eyes were already full of tears, her shoulders trembled, her lips trembled, except for shaking her head, she couldn't say a word.

He said that both parents are woes. ”

Shen Xingye let out a long sigh: "Perhaps, in the third uncle's heart...... Forget it, Grandma Liang, I won't talk about it. ”

The snow stopped, and it was getting late.

Shen Xingye finally glanced at the grass and trees here, and finally turned to leave.

Liang Yeqiu sat in a wheelchair, silent in the world. It was as if I had aged many years overnight.

Uncle Chung walked up to her from behind and picked up the shawl that had fallen to the ground.

"Miss, go back. Beware of colds. ”

Liang Yeqiu turned his face and looked at the only remaining Uncle Zhong beside him.

"yes, it's too cold in here. ”

Liang Yeqiu pulled his gaze away and stretched -

"Light some fire. ”

"Good. ”

***

In the early morning of the second day, the fire in the Shen family's old house became another front-page headline in City A.

Some people say that the Shen family must have accidentally dug up some divine veins and moved feng shui because they have expanded their territory everywhere over the years.

In general, in this situation, it is necessary to do some public welfare and good deeds in order to transfer whether it is Jitai Lai.

Shen Xingye only laughed at this, but he still did it according to the guidance of public opinion.

After he integrated and reorganized Shen and Qike, he took out 30% of the year's profits to rebuild an orphanage.

Named Xingyue Fairy Tale.

At that time, this incident caused a lot of complaints from the media, and people felt that this was too inconsistent with the character of a domineering president.

But few people know what kind of regret and nostalgia it means behind this so-called fairy tale.

In the spring of the following year, Ling Jue and Fang Yun got married.

On the second weekend of her first birthday, Twinkle underwent a kidney transplant.

The surgery was a success and the doctor said that the child's recovery would not be too much of a problem.

After being discharged from the hospital, Twinkle will call her mother.

But Shen Xingye didn't know how to describe her mother's existence to her.

For countless lonely nights, he hugged his daughter's small body and couldn't sleep all night.

He knew that his responsibilities in this world were not yet complete, and in addition to raising this innocent child, he was left with nostalgia.

Shen Xingye would feel that as long as he was alive, no one in this world would forget Zhao Anyue.

For the sake of this meaning to last forever, he could not give it up.

In the spring of another year, Ling Jue and Fang Yun's first child was born.

Boys, also born prematurely. But this time, the strong child only lived in the incubator for a week and came to life.

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, Fang Yun cried and said, can the child's nickname still be called Xiaoqiang?

Ling Jue hugged her and comforted her, it doesn't matter if you call Xiao Qiang, Xiao Ming, or call us a whole childhood textbook memoir.

Spring passes, summer is hot.

The dazzling sun urged the prison door open, and Zhao Anyu was released from prison on this day.

When Shen Xingye went to pick him up in person, he looked confused and trembling.

He asked Zhao Anyu if he wanted to overturn the case, and he could get a lot of compensation.

Zhao Anyu just shook his head nervously and restrainedly, and he asked, Mr. Shen, where is my sister?

Shen Xingye didn't know how to answer, and in the end he could only say - she left me.

He didn't lie, because he always felt that if Zhao Anyue was still alive somewhere in this world, the reason why she didn't come back to him-

It's probably the same as the decision she made for herself.

She left him, one way or another.

Autumn goes and winter comes.

Another bleak and desolate New Year.

Shen Xingye was standing in the attic watching the fireworks with Flashing in his arms, and the hospital called and said that Shen Qianyi had woken up.

She woke up, but she didn't remember much.

She asked Qi Siwen, asked Zhao Anyue, and asked her parents.

But Shen Xingye couldn't say a satisfactory answer.

Patting his sister on the head, he said, "Well, why don't you sleep for a while?"

The New Year's postman sent a postcard from across the ocean, which was sent to him by Shen Yinhe.

The letter was written entirely in English, and he said he was afraid that the words in Chinese would be too sensational, and that he said he did not know what to say.

So throughout the article, he only explained his studies and health conditions, and he said that the air in Australia is very good, and his mood is a lot calmer. After graduation, he wants to go to graduate school, and he has not yet considered whether to return to China.

After the New Year, it will soon be Qingming.

This is a catastrophe that Shen Xingye can't escape.

He would start to be depressed and insomnia a week before Qingming Festival, because for others, at least they knew where the person they were nostalgic was.

Only him, who has the heart to hang, has no loess.

So he looked at them one by one.

Mother, grandfather, third aunt...... Qi Siwen, and Bai Luoya.

But no one could give him the urge to cry.

Shen Xingye kept watch in the cemetery from day to night, until the willow tops on the moon, and the stars were about to dawn.

He felt that it seemed that only at this moment, staring at the deep night sky, he seemed to meet her beloved again.

An An, what the hell are you ...... Where......

***

"Sketching?"

When Shen Xingye was answering emails in the study, Shining climbed up from his knees, snapped, and unplugged the power.

"Yes, the teacher said that my parents would take us to the countryside to sketch on weekends. It's called "The Waterfall". Dad, what is a waterfall?"

"The waterfall is, a lot of water falls down. Shen Xingye replied nonchalantly, and at the same time turned the computer back on.

"Is that so?"

Sparkle picked up the coffee cup on the table and poured it onto the keyboard.

"Hey, you-"

Shen Xingye looked at the computer with a black screen helplessly, and patiently held his daughter in his arms.

"Dad has a lot to do on the weekend, so let's go find a few pictures and hand them in. ”

Flashing puffed out his big eyes, and his small mouth pouted: "Dad, are you busy making money?"

"yes. ”

"But what are you doing with your money? There are only two of us in the family, and we don't eat much and don't wear much. Isn't it enough to spend?"

Shen Xingye was speechless.

The daughter is right, what does he want so much money for?

"Pack up your tools yourself, set off at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, and get out of the highway without traffic jams. ”

"Oh also!"

Children are hot for three minutes, and when she is asked to pack up her painting tools, she is impatient after only ten minutes.

Shen Xingye looked helplessly at his daughter's sleeping face, as well as the crayons and drawing paper scattered all over the place.

Shen Xingye bent down patiently and picked them up one by one.

Then he took a picture clip out of the drawer and tried to put them together—

But the moment he opened the folder, he was stunned.

There is a thick stack of design manuscripts in there, which is Zhao Anyue...... Left behind?

Shen Xingye bit his lip and put his things away.

He knew he was destined to lose sleep tonight.

Five years later, he once again returned to the place where Zhao Anyue was killed.

It is better developed than before, and the small village under the waterfall has more business opportunities and platforms because of the resort projects that have been redeveloped over the years, and it is not as resting on its laurels as before.

When Shining was sitting by the waterfall and painting, Shen Xingye stood by the loud noise, silent.

He remembered that he had almost shed his last drop of blood here, and that he had experienced the most desperate confrontation of his life here.

Sometimes he wonders, what was Zhao Anyue thinking at the moment when she jumped from here?

She must have been desperate and wanted to protect their children.

If the child is still alive, there should be ...... Four years old, right?

"Hey, what are you drawing?"

At this moment, a milky cute voice came from behind him.

Shen Xingye turned around and saw a little boy with a tiger head and a tiger brain lying behind Shindin at this moment, staring at the picture she had drawn.

"It's a waterfall. ”

Shin Shin really doesn't have any talent for painting, and Shen Xingye can face this very well.

"What is the waterfall like?" the boy glanced at his little mouth dismissively, "I thought it was a big snot!"

"Wow, Daddy, he's bullying me!"

Shining He had been wronged like this, and he suddenly shed tears.

"Hey, you little fellow, don't you know how to be polite and gentlemanly to girls?"

Shen Xingye grimaced and said to the child.

"But I'm telling the truth, she drew it — not as well as my mother's left-handed drawing!"

"Xiao Ming!"

At this moment, a clear female voice came from behind the little boy.

"How did you get here?

A woman in her early thirties walked up and dragged the boy away in disgust.

She wears a clean and plain white shirt and black cargo trousers. Her long hair was tied into a clean and gentle bun, and her forehead was drenched in fine and dense sweat.

It's not particularly beautiful, but it will give people a particularly demure and gentle temperament, and the only regret is - she doesn't have a right arm.

The empty sleeves swing in the wind, but they don't make people feel uncomfortable visually because they are mutilated. Shen Xingye even felt that the sleeves were like a fairy's streamer, accidentally falling into the mortal dust.

"Didn't Mom say it? Come here!" As she spoke, the woman raised her head and apologized to Shen Xingye, "I'm so sorry, I'm a teacher at a village-run school, and I'm bringing a class over for an outing today." The kid at home didn't have anyone to bring with him, so he brought it over with him and gave you a to-"

The moment she met Shen Xingye's eyes, she was stunned!

"Oh, it's okay, the lad is cute. ”

Shen Xingye waved his hand, picked up his daughter and patted her gently.

He looked at the woman in front of him and felt that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to say it.

He doesn't remember Zhao Anyue's appearance, even in the past five years, he has been looking at her photos every day, wanting to engrave her voice and smile in his mind-

"You ......"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm looking at you...... You and your daughter, are you here to go on a trip, you look so cute, what's your name, little sister?"

"My name is Twinkle!"

The moment she heard these two words, Zhao Anyue's heart was slightly stunned.

Bai Luoya's daughter?!

It turned out that he still kept his promise......

Zhao Anyue lowered her head slightly, her eyes refracted from the tears in the corners of her eyes to the empty cuffs under her broken arm.

When she fell from a waterfall that year, she was lucky enough to take her child to death, and when she was sent to the health center by local villagers, the child was born early.

It's a pity that her shoulder blade was broken by Bai Luoya's shot, and because the wound was soaked in water, she had to amputate her leg to save her life under the medical conditions at the time.

Later, she read a lot of news and knew that Qi Siwen was dead, that Bai Luoya had been planted, and that Shen Xingye's eyes were better.

Dragging such a mutilated body, where does she still have the courage to return to that man's world?

He's ...... I don't need her.

So Zhao Anyue stayed in the local village with her son and became a village teacher.

The days passed quietly, fulfilling and simple.

She doesn't want to recognize each other, and it has nothing to do with whether she loves or not.

"Then, Twinkle obediently plays with Dad, and Auntie leaves with her little brother first. Zhao Anyue quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and Shen Xingye said goodbye and turned around.

At that moment, Shen Xingye only felt that there was an unknown gray thought in his heart, as if he wanted to break through all the cages-

"Zhao Anyue!"

He blurted out.

The woman was stunned for a moment, stopped, and turned around with a smile: "Sir, you are ...... Who's called?"

"An An, it's you, right?"

Shen Xingye's eyes were slightly red, and the corners of his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"Sir, you have the wrong person. I'm not. ”

"Hey, you're calling the wrong person!" The boy named Xiao Ming raised his little arm, "My mother's name is Shen Nian'an!"

"Shen ......" Shen Xingye repeated, "Nian'an? ”

"Shen Guangming. ”

The boy raised his little face and said loudly.

- The child is called the light, I hope his arrival can bring the warmest glimmer of light to your darkness.

Shen Xingye will not forget that this name was mentioned to him by Zhao Anyue herself.

At that time, he still complained disappreciatively, saying that Fang Yun's name is Xiao Qiang, and yours is called Xiao Ming, are we here to be grounded and make a living?

"Okay Xiao Ming, let's go!"

Zhao Anyue dragged her son, her weak and crippled body was not steady, her back trembled, and for some reason, she shook off Shen Xingye's two lines of tears......

"Dad," Flash handed over a tissue, "When you meet a woman you like, you have to be bold to chase after it, what's the point of crying secretly!"

Shen Xingye raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and the figure of the woman in front of him became farther and farther away, but it seemed that it would never disappear from sight.

He crouched down, picked up his easel, and picked up Shiblin.

"Twilight is right! Let's go. Twinkle, later...... You've got a mom. ”

"Great! Come on, Dad, don't give up!"

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