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Therefore, with Wenyu Xueba's self-disciplined and persistent character, her future life will be smoother and smoother, like a tapestry, smooth sailing, and he, if he continues to walk with her, will only drag her down.

Life is difficult, it is not easy for everyone, why should he be like a boulder, dragging her down all her life.

Ahead, there are better men waiting for her, those of the same age as her, like-minded, innocent, noble, and so on.

He, a useless old man, doesn't deserve such a nice girl!

Therefore, Lin Tingfeng gritted his teeth, put his mobile phone back in his pocket, parked the car, entered the human resources department of a foreign company, and began the interview for his executive job.

Since then, he is no longer the president of the Lin Group, but a part-time worker.

But it's okay to start a new life.

These days, my mother is always asking why Ye Wenyu didn't come to you, and he is always silent and doesn't answer.

All the stories, from the beginning to the present, have been hidden from the old man, so there is no need to tell it to worry her.

Time passed, and the two lost their news and disappeared into each other's worlds, like two parallel lines, never to intersect again. Although Ye Wenyu still texted and called him every now and then, Lin Tingfeng didn't reply when he saw it.

A heart seems to be made of iron and rubber, and gradually loses its sense of pain, Lin Tingfeng grew up in hardship and pain since he was a child, and his self-control was originally better than that of ordinary people.

On this day, Lin Tingfeng came home from work, and suddenly felt a terrible stomachache, he was sweating profusely, rolling on the ground in pain, moaning in pain, or Zhang's mother, who came in to deliver fruit, found out and called a car to take him to the hospital in the middle of the night.

When he arrived at the hospital and entered the emergency room, the doctor found that there was a huge tumor in his stomach through a series of examinations, which was growing rapidly, and checked Lin Tingfeng's previous medical history, the doctor suspected that it was cancer metastasis, and wanted to cut open the tumor for further testing.

Hearing this result, Lin Tingfeng smiled bitterly, as if he had been thrown into a huge wooden box, and then God closed the lid of the box with a "bang". Fate is really not thin on me! He was actually pampered by cancer again, and now he knows again that it was a very wise decision to ask Xiaoyu to leave him at that time!

He suffered the news silently alone and did not tell anyone.

The hospital arranged surgery for him.

On the day Lin Tingfeng decided to operate, he went to the hospital alone, he didn't tell his mother, for fear that the old man would be worried, and he also told Zhang's mother, who knew all the conditions, not to tell the old lady.

The sky that day was gloomy, as if it was going to rain, and the whole world was like a heavy lead plate, Lin Tingfeng sometimes thought that instead of being abused by the disease, it was better to find a place to commit suicide like this.

But looking at his mother, whose gray hair is getting more and more day by day, she is only one relative left, and he doesn't dare to be unfilial and selfish.

The wind blew on him like ice water poured on his head.

The heart was heavy, the pain in his heart was indescribable, the disease had tormented him to death, the whole person was like a piece of paper, and his body was very weak.

Seeing that the time of the operation is getting closer and closer, Zhang's mother, who has been an old helper of the Lin family for a lifetime, grew up watching Lin Tingfeng, for him, not only has the feelings of master and servant, but also the love of the elders for the younger generation, the old lady can't lift her hands, can't pick her shoulders, and lives like a doll all her life, and she has to wait for her food, clothing, housing and transportation, so she can't go to the hospital to take care of the young master who underwent surgery, so who can take care of him?

Zhang's mother was anxiously thinking, like an ant on a hot pot, when the next day's operation time came, when Lin Tingfeng drove to the hospital alone, Zhang's mother finally thought of one person, that is Ye Wenyu!

As if discovering a new world, Zhang's mother hurriedly went to find the old lady.

She found Zhang Xiaohong, and the old lady was like a puppet, looking at the garden outside the window in a daze. Zhang's mother asked her for Ye Wenyu's phone, Zhang Xiaohong asked her what was the matter, and Zhang's mother said secretly: "It's okay, it's just that Miss Ye hasn't been here for a long time, and I miss her a little, and I want to call her and talk casually." ”

Zhang Xiaohong also sighed, and said slowly to Zhang's mother: "Yes, I also think it's strange, Tingfeng, this kid, obviously likes that girl very much, and that girl is also very good, beautiful and smart, but why do the two of them suddenly seem to be out of touch?" She frowned slightly, still staring blankly at the flowers outside the window.

Since her son's divorce, Zhang Xiaohong has been looking forward to Lin Tingfeng's remarriage. The last time I went to a psychiatric hospital for physical treatment, I was accompanied and persuaded by Ye Wenyu, and I went once, and I had a deeper understanding of Ye Wenyu, so Zhang Xiaohong no longer objected to this marriage, and even looked forward to it that they would get married soon.

Since the old man's death, a large family has walked and scattered, and the home is too deserted, like a grave, like a morgue, and she desperately hopes that this home will soon become lively.

But Miss Ye hasn't been here for a long time, and every time, when she asks her son, Lin Tingfeng always refuses to answer.

So Zhang Xiaohong has always wondered. There is a question mark and a question mark in her heart, recently her son has been going out frequently, sometimes only seeing each other once in a long time, Zhang Xiaohong is very angry, thinking that the old man is dead, and she only has one relative left with her son, but this child is less and less concerned about her.

Being a human being is sometimes boring.

She didn't know that Lin Tingfeng had such a terrible disease.

Zhang Xiaohong nagged about Lin Tingfeng's unfilial piety, gave Ye Wenyu's mobile phone number to Zhang's mother, and said to her: "It's okay for you to talk to her, you ask her why she doesn't come to the house to play, I still miss her." ”

Zhang's mother felt sour when she heard this, although Zhang Xiaohong was her master, but looking at the old lady's current situation, Zhang's mother was also very sad.

Alas, what is the use of a person having more money! Her husband cheated on her when she was young, and then she brought up her son alone outside, and her son came out and took her back to Lin's house, and since then, she has become a big lady. Staying in the Lin family all his life, his status is like Mount Tai, unshakable. But when the old man was dying, he still gave one-third of his property to his little wife, and the lady had nothing, and I heard that he had been mad when he was young, and now he often sits alone in a place in a daze, and his expression is also in a trance, in short, very pitiful.

When Zhang's mother thought that she had a warm home, a husband who loved her, and a pair of healthy children, she felt that she was happier than the eldest lady.

At this moment, the eldest lady does not know that her only son has stomach cancer, has been operated on once, and now the cancer may have metastasized!

At a young age, he actually got this terrible disease, I hope the young master is okay, otherwise, Mrs. will definitely not be able to live, the young master repeatedly told him that he couldn't tell the old lady about his illness, so Mother Zhang didn't tell the truth, she asked for Ye Wenyu's phone number, and went back to her room, then closed the door and called Ye Wenyu.

At that time, Ye Wenyu was already working in the court, but he had not yet been transferred to the regular transcription, so he was careful in his work.

(End of chapter)