That day, I rushed out of the Rong Mansion in a daze, not knowing how long I had been gone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoI unconsciously got on a passing tram. By the time I was able to think, I found myself at the entrance of the Savings Club Building on Jing'an Temple Road.

It was nearly dusk, and there were many rickshaw drivers squatting in front of the building, waiting for people to get off work in the building. I walked in against the crowd of people leaving work and got on the elevator with vague steps. The elevator went up one by one, and with a "bang", it stopped on the twenty-second floor. My heart shook. The elevator doors opened slowly, and I walked slowly.

I haven't been here since the summer. It turns out that this place has also changed.

The empty hall has been divided into several rooms and a long and narrow corridor. The walls were painted with white ash and white. It's a new look everywhere. Apparently this is about to be put to use.

I walked along the promenade, and at the end of it was the gate of the lookout.

I put my hands on the door, but I didn't have the courage to push it open.

On the other side of the door, so close to the sky that it seemed that you could reach out and pick a marshmallow-like cloud; On the other side of the door, you can see half of Shanghai and the beautiful scenery of the Huangpu River; On the other side of the door, a strong wind blew and dried my unconsciously moist eyes.

I seemed to hear Yang Renjie saying, "Stay away from that railing...... Watch the wind blow you down. He said, "I'll have to hold you tight...... Beautiful kite, will you hand over your string to me to lead? ”

I remember his smile, the warmth of his hands, and his surprisingly bright eyes.

I gritted my teeth and strained my hands. However, it can't be pushed away!

The door is locked!

A place where you could once indulge in laughter and youth, a place with sweet and romantic memories, is locked up!

At the same time, he was locked on that side, and Yang Renjie! This is the lock I put on my hand!

I sat limply on the cold ground, leaning against the door, holding my legs in my hands and curling myself up into a ball. My face was pressed against my knees, tears running silently down and quickly soaking my trousers.

I don't understand what I have to be wronged by, I don't understand why I want to shed tears, but the sourness in my heart keeps surging up, and my eyes hurt painfully.

I don't know how long it took, but I stood up and endured the numbness of my legs and feet to press the elevator. However, the elevator has been turned off and the entire building is empty.

On a cold winter night, I spent a sleepless cold night, and then I fell ill and had a fever for a week. But it made me feel better, because I knew that this was the punishment I deserved.

I don't know how Mrs. Rong persuaded Rong Bin. He avoided talking to me about it long after we got married.

Maybe it was the part of his personality that didn't argue with Mrs. Rong that played a role, maybe he was already disappointed in his married life, and he didn't care who was his next wife, and I was the less annoying one for him. All in all, half a year after Mrs. Rong's death, I married into the Rong family.

I will always remember that day, the last words that Mrs. Rong said to me was: Live well, you will be happy. After she said this, she closed her eyes tiredly, as if this conversation with me had exhausted the last bit of her life. But in her tone, there was still a trace of pain that she couldn't ask for, and a compassion that saw through everything and took pity on the world's sorrows. Of course, she was not reconciled, unwilling to lose her life at a young age, unwilling to have another woman take her place and form a new family with her husband and son. And all this is still under her own arrangement. However, she was too tired to hold on. She didn't want to worry about it anymore, calculate the gains and losses, and worry about everything, maybe the eternal rest was also a relief for her. And maybe with my personality, it will be easier to be happy than hers.

My married life, as Mrs. Wing expected, was a happy one. But it was only years later, as the years went by, that I gradually tasted it.

Rong Bin and I have changed from respecting each other like guests at the beginning, to being close to each other and working with one heart and one mind. The life of getting along day and night, accompanying day and night, similar life goals, and the same moral concept make the two people get closer and closer. He is the father of my children, and I am destined to join hands with him for the rest of my life.

However, it wasn't until the day I actually lost him that I realized that I had more than just respect and admiration for him, but also a deep love and attachment to him.

I will always remember the night Rong Bin died. I suddenly received a phone call informing me that Rong Bin had suddenly fallen ill and had been taken to the hospital.

It was pouring rain that night, and I was so anxious that I rushed out of the car without waiting for the driver to hold an umbrella. By the time I arrived at the ward, I was soaking wet, and the rain was dripping down my clothes to the ground.

In the white ward, I saw Rong Bin lying on the hospital bed at a glance. His face was as pale as the sheets beneath him. I held his hand, but I was afraid that my stiff, cold hand would freeze him. But his hands, like mine, were long gone from the softness and warmth they used to be, without any warmth. His lips were quirming. I pressed my ear to it, but I heard only a few indeterminate syllables. I knew he mentioned his father, he mentioned his son, and then I saw a tear slowly slip from the corner of his eye, sliding down the side of his face and into his hair, and disappear in a flash. And then...... And then there is no more!

I can't cry. I have heard old people say that they must not let their tears fall on the body of the deceased, so that he will not be able to die. I bit my lip and tried to swallow the tears back. I could feel the tears running down my nose and down my tongue. It turns out that the tears are so salty, so bitter, and so astringent. I couldn't contain the tremors. The scene was so familiar, it was like something I had ever experienced before. I thought that after all these years, everything had changed. But it turns out that history will repeat itself, except that this time, my father was replaced by my husband! But the pain is always the same, the feeling that the sky is falling is the same, and the idea that life doesn't need to go on is the same. It turns out that I have never become stronger, it turns out that he has already become my pillar without realizing it!

Why, people always like to be hindsight. It is always when you lose that you really recognize the truth. I asked myself how much I cherished every day I spent with him, but I still felt pain. Because, no matter how long they have been together, it is still far from enough. If I had known that I loved him so much, I would wake him up with a smile every day, be by his side every moment, and look at him with my adoring eyes every minute and every second. The most important thing is that I want to tell him personally, let him know that there are people in this world who love him with all their hearts, love him more than themselves, love him more than everything in the world, including her life. If I could, I'd rather trade my life for him.

Mrs. Rong has more vision, insight, and a better understanding than me. She already knew that Rong Bin was a hundred times stronger than Yang Renjie. Decades have passed, and Yang Renjie, who learned the truth after returning to China, accused me of betrayal, and was once in so much pain that he couldn't extricate himself, is no longer sad and angry, and no longer excited and struggling with the passage of time. Because of Ayi's relationship, he gradually resumed contact with the Rong family, and when he saw me, he was able to maintain the semblance of etiquette. However, his character flaws and cowardly personality determined that he eventually became the disciple of No. 76, the lackey of the new government, who had long lost his backbone and lost the character that a Chinese should have!

If I had been with Yang Renjie, I wouldn't know where my life would go. It will change and influence Yang Renjie and make him a person with a sense of justice; or will he go with the flow and change his position; Or did he and Yang Renjie eventually become a couple and part ways?