***

Shengsheng, I finally know who the person you like is, it turns out that he and you are childhood sweethearts.

I also finally understood why you were nervous when I first met him.

***

Shengsheng, you know what? The illness is not terrible, the terrible thing is that I will never see you again.

Shengsheng, God let me know you, probably to let me get a glimmer of light in the last moment of my life.

But I'd rather never know you before, so I don't leave with regrets.

***

Shengsheng, I'm going to France tomorrow, take care.

***

He wrote pages full of papers, venting his fear and fear when he was first diagnosed with a serious illness.

Through the words, she could feel his helplessness and panic at that time, as well as the unfairness of his catharsis.

"I had a dream last night, I dreamed of my brother."

Qin Luo's voice sounded in her ears, interrupting her thoughts.

"He still looks like I remember, it hasn't changed at all, and he still asks me, how are you doing."

Qin Luo stood side by side with her, and both of them looked at the photos on the tombstones.

That was the only photo of Qin Lang before his death.

When he was in college, he still had a touch of childishness on his handsome face, and he was gentle and elegant like a prince in a comic.

"I told him that you are doing well, you are married, and he said, then he can rest assured, he will bless you in heaven."

The two accompanied Qin Lang to talk for a while, stayed for nearly an hour, and then left.

They hadn't eaten dinner yet, and after entering the city, they chose a restaurant nearby to eat.

While waiting, Su Wansheng's mobile phone rang.

She took it out of her bag and saw that it was Lu Zhen who was listening to the phone, and answered with a soft expression: "Are you off work?" ”

"I'm getting ready to leave work." Lu Zhenming pulled his suit jacket and just walked out of the office, when he heard some noise on her side, he asked, "Are you outside?" ”

Su Wansheng said a gentle "um": "I'm having dinner with a friend." ”

Normally, if she is with Song Zhiyue, she is talking about Song Zhiyue's name.

Hearing her say "friend", Lu Zhenming knew that the person who dined with her was definitely someone he didn't know, otherwise she would say her name directly.

He wanted to ask if it was a man or a woman, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his question.

"Do I know?"

"It's Qin Luo, you shouldn't know it."

Lu Zhenming frowned, and his deep eyes narrowed: "I haven't eaten yet, where are you?" ”

"We chose a temporary restaurant, you wait a minute, I'll see the name of the restaurant."

Su Wansheng glanced around the wall of the restaurant, there was no name of the restaurant.

She was about to go outside to look at the restaurant's sign, when she casually caught a glimpse of the box of tissues with the restaurant's name printed on it.

"Malang House Restaurant on Quang Nam Road."

Lu Zhenming silently wrote down his name, and then pretended to ask, "Is it convenient for me to go over?" ”

Su Wansheng curled the corners of her lips and said, "There is nothing inconvenient, I will introduce you to each other when you come over." ”

Qin Luo saw that she had a sweet smile on her face, and even her voice was soft when she was talking on the phone, and guessed who was calling her.

When she hung up, he asked, "Your husband?" ”

Su Wansheng stuffed her phone into her bag and nodded quietly: "Hmm." ”

Qin Luo poured her a cup of tea: "On the third of next month, I will hold an art exhibition, so let's take a look when I have time." ”

Su Wansheng looked surprised, and then said happily: "Congratulations." ”