When Tang Teng saw that his father had actually found here, he was stunned at first, and then he realized that he had gone home yesterday to ask his father for help. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he only found it today according to the address he provided. Then since he came, he also met Xue Wei. Will he help Xue Wei heal?

Tang Teng was a little confused. After getting out of the car, he looked at his father in a daze.

Liyun was in front of her, and she didn't know what the relationship between Tang Teng and Tang Jingzhong was. When he saw that Tang Teng was a little out of shape, he immediately stretched out his hand and beckoned, "Xiao Tang, where have you been?" This is Boss Tang. Why don't you come and see you? ”

Tang Jingzhong was a little excited when he saw that his son had finally appeared, but his expression was trying his best to hide it.

Tang Teng lied to Xue Wei and them before, since his father didn't take the initiative to explain his relationship with him, how could he admit his identity?

He slowly walked to Xue Wei and Tang Jingzhong's side, and nodded to Tang Jingzhong with another unpredictable expression: "It turned out to be Boss Tang?" Disrespectful! ”

Xue Wei was stunned on the side, wasn't Mr. Tang introduced by Tang Teng?

Tang Jingzhong suppressed the excitement in his heart, and did not stab the relationship between him and his son, but nodded calmly.

The purpose of his coming to see Xuewei was to destroy the relationship between his son and her. Because he felt that his son had been taking the wrong path in his pursuit of his spouse. Now, when he sees Xue Wei so simple and cute and with a beautiful heart, this makes him unable to do anything to hurt innocent Xue Wei.

He quickly avoided his son's gaze and immediately turned back into his car.

Xue Wei looked at Tang Teng's mechanical and confused gaze, as if she was very unfamiliar and alert to Tang Jingzhong, where did she seem to have been introduced by him? So how did this Don always know about her situation here?

She didn't want to think about it anymore, because when she saw that Tang Teng's car blocked Mr. Tang's car, she immediately waved her hand at Tang Teng: "Why don't you get your car out of the way quickly?" ”

However, Tang Jingzhong didn't mind, but first hung up the reverse gear, pulled his car backwards for a distance, and then changed lanes and passed by Tang Teng's car...

At the moment when Xue Wei drove away, she didn't forget to wave her hand and shout: "Mr. Tang drive slowly!" ”

The moment Tang Jingzhong left, he glanced at Xue Wei who was just waving his hand, and there was something wrong in his heart, and an inexplicable feeling surged into his heart. His nose was sore, and tears filled his eyes.

On the way back to Qi'an, he recalled the scene of meeting his first girlfriend this morning, and he was also surprised that he had suddenly lost contact with her. He quickly recalled what his wife had said to him on her deathbed...

"Jingzhong... Although I'm leaving, I've been loving you for 20 years... My life has been worth it, even though I did something I'm sorry for you, but I don't regret it... Because everything I did...

Tang Jingzhong, who was in grief, didn't feel the meaning of his wife's words, he hugged his wife's head tightly and said, "Xiaowei, what do you say?" Where are you sorry for me, I didn't take good care of you! Don't talk stupid anymore, you have to get better..."

Liu Wei shook her head gloomily: "Jingzhong, I can't accompany you through the journey of life, but there is one thing that has been pressing on my heart for many years...

"Weiwei, please don't mention her again...

Liu Wei gasped for a long time before she made a faint voice: "Jingzhong, you, you, remember, the little box in my closet?" ”

"Well, didn't you say that it was your privacy?"

"Jingzhong・・・When I leave, please take care of it・・・Don't let me take it away・・・If one day・・・You suddenly find Xiaolan coming to you...

Tang Jingzhong looked at his dying wife in his arms in surprise: "Weiwei, does the little box have anything to do with her?" ”

Liu Wei couldn't answer him anymore, and continued: "If... If you never see her again, then you can only wait until you die to open it again..."

"Vivi... Please don't close your eyes...

Tang Jingzhong saw that his wife was dying, so he had to shake her body desperately.

Liu Wei closed her eyes, and when she was dying, she seemed to have woken up to something, so she opened her eyes with great difficulty, and tried her best to spit out the words: "Jingzhong, go quickly, go to the United States, find Xiaolan, her, her..."

His wife's words came to an abrupt end.

The grief-stricken Tang Jingzhong did not think about his wife's last words at all. He kept all his wife's belongings at home intact afterwards, and even if his wife had private belongings, he never touched them in order to respect his wife. Today, through the conversation with Yang Xiulan, he felt that everything was so strange. Don't?

Tang Jingzhong didn't dare to guess anything anymore, and drove the car to his house in one go.

Dada-da...

He quickly stepped up to the second floor and went straight to the bedroom where his deceased wife's personal belongings were kept...

He found a small box, which had been locked and locked, and he didn't know where his wife had put the key, but he never tried to open it.

He remembers living with his wife, too, wondering what secrets were stored in her delicate little box.

He once jokingly asked his wife, "Xiaowei, what secrets do you have in this box?" Why don't you dare to open it up to me? ”

Liu Wei blushed at the time: "This is my privacy, you must respect other people's privacy!" ”

At that time, he smiled and said, "Since it's privacy, why don't you put it in our bedroom?" Aren't you afraid that one day I can't help but secretly open it? ”

"You dare!"

Liu Wei glared at him at that time, and said angrily.

Of course, he can't do anything against his wife's will, and what he said about opening it secretly is just a joke to tease his wife.

Although his wife left in the end, in order to remember his deceased wife, he neither let his wife take this box away, nor did he find a way to spy on his wife's privacy.

He picked up the small box again, and his wife's dying words were still vivid in his ears...

His wife did tell him to open it, probably before she could tell where the key was hidden.

He suppressed his excitement, found a tool to pick the lock, and began to carefully pick the lock on the box...

The lock was too small to withstand his prying, and was quickly broken.

He removed the scrapped lock, and he was able to open the small box.

He tilted his head and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. Then gently open the lid of the small box.

There isn't a lot of space inside the box. But it was full of old letters, some of which were not opened.

When Tang Jingzhong looked at those letters, he immediately realized something, and his face changed slightly.

He picked up one of them with a trembling right hand, and looked at the cover of the letter, which was addressed to him, and the address was the same place where he had gone to college. Looking at the address of the other party, it is from a medical university. He immediately understood that these letters were the letters that Yang Xiulan had mentioned to him in the morning.

His eyes were moist, and his first love didn't lie to him. She did write a lot of letters to herself back then, although it was very unpleasant when they broke up. However, she has always been thinking about herself. However, because he needs Liu Wei, who is in the same university, to help cook. Letters, including her own correspondence, passed through her hands first. Result...

Tang Jingzhong's tears finally flowed. He didn't look at the content in Yang Xiulan's heart, but just counted it carefully, and there were a total of twenty-three letters. Moreover, except for the two that were opened, the others were left untouched.

When he took the last letter, he accidentally found a photo at the bottom of the box.

When he looked at the old photo, he was stunned for a long time before he picked it up from the bottom of the box with trembling hands.

His tears poured out like a flood that opened the floodgates.

That photo is a photo of him and Yang Xiulan in high school. It's been almost thirty years since then. He still remembers that it was on the eve of graduation and asked Liu Wei to take it. At that time, Liu Wei's family was in relatively good economic conditions and already had a private camera. At that time, the classmates were about to go their separate ways, so Liu Wei naturally took the camera without hesitation and took pictures of the classmates who were good to each other. Because he knew the relationship between Tang Jingzhong and Yang Xiulan. The only exception she made for them was to take a group photo, which was the only group photo of classmates of the opposite sex in the class.

Tang Jingzhong remembered that he had seen the washed photos, but he was usually rough, and he didn't think to treasure it, so he didn't remember its whereabouts. He later thought that Yang Xiulan had put it away. It turned out that it was actually treasured by Liu Wei until now.

Tang Jingzhong had mixed feelings at this time, holding the photo, in which the smile of him and Yang Xiulan gradually blurred.

When he, like his wife, read the first letter and the last letter successively, he clearly knew that he did not get together with Yang Xiulan, and it was completely caused by Liu Wei. However, recalling that Liu Wei has been with him for more than 20 years. At first, I wanted to support my dream of starting a business after graduation. She did not hesitate to give everything she had. At that time, her mother's family left her a large amount of family property. She did not hesitate to take it out and support her beloved to start a business. And she herself, for the sake of Shengtang Company, worked hard until she did her best...

Although Tang Jingzhong knew all the truth at this time, if he was asked to hate his deceased wife, how could he hate it?

He thought back to his beloved wife's collection of these things, which showed that in these years. She has been living in a haze of conscience condemnation and unease. Her heart may be more bitter than anyone else!

The next day, Tang Jingzhong, who had calmed down, came to the grave of his deceased wife again. He knelt before the altar, put the letters together, and set them on fire with his own hands.

He looked at the jade photo of his deceased wife on the tombstone, and couldn't help but say emotionally: "Xiaowei, I already know the truth. Thank you for not wanting to ruin this stuff. I know that you treasure these things not only for repentance, but also for the guilt and sadness of the loss of a true love for me. Actually, although I missed out on Xiulan, I have always lived in love. Although, we may have been in love at the time. However, I now look back on the years we walked together. I really feel so happy. Even if I know the truth, I don't regret walking with you at all. Suppose there is an afterlife. I hope to have another love with you..."

Tang Jingzhong's voice suddenly choked, he sobbed for a while, and continued: "Xiaowei, I burned these letters in front of your tomb. If you are aware, you will be aware that I have not opened the unopened letters. Because, my relationship with Xiulan has long passed. I didn't mind what you did. On the contrary, full of emotion for your actions. Because, everything you do is for love, and you've been living in the shadow of this thing..."

Tang Jingzhong finished burning the letters, and he vented enough.

He slowly stood up, intending to go ahead and do what he was supposed to do. But when he was about to turn around and leave, he left another sentence at the tombstone: "Xiaowei, you must be lonely over there alone, right?" I may be going to see you soon. Before I see you, though, I must settle our son. Otherwise, I will not be able to give you an account when I see you. Please bless me and give me a little more perseverance to hold on for a little longer! (To be continued.) )