The next day, Jiang Shen was discharged from the hospital.

He said that he was going to die anyway, he didn't want to die in the ward, he was too depressed, too lonely, he didn't want to rely on instruments to continue his life, he didn't want to be intubated.

He said that in the last days, he wanted to live well.

The family couldn't resist it, so they took him home.

Everyone, all behaved very well, there was no sadness, Jiang Shen knew, it was all disguise.

Shang Jinfei still couldn't speak, so she could only write by hand and then show it to Jiang Shen.

The two of them are like old men in the twilight, spending time quietly.

New York in the first month of the year is cold, either strong winds or blizzards.

On the third day of Jiang Shen's discharge, it was a rare sunny day in New York, and the temperature was still very low.

Jiang Shen sat in the room and said to Shang Jinfei, "Little concubine, draw me a sub-painting, okay?"

Shang Jinfei said: "Good" is silent.

She took the drawing board and put it on. Her hand holding the paintbrush was shaking, and Jiang Shen was sitting in the living room, very haggard, looking at her with a smile.

With tears in her eyes, she still moved her pen on the drawing board, and her drawing was not smooth at all, at this time, it was not separation, it was life and death, this kind of pain was a hundred times more painful than divorce.

Jiang Shenshi saw it in his eyes, but he always kept smiling.

He had a hunch that he wouldn't be able to make it through this afternoon.

In the past three days, he has emptied all the words in his heart.

Now, there are no secrets.

He thought that when he was dying, the only thing he could do was to leave the best side for her.

Shang Jinfei also had a hunch, so she felt sad.

She didn't sketch Jiang Shen, she didn't want to be a posthumous portrait.

She writes now.

Jiang Shen asked very lightly: "Are you done painting?"

Shang Jinfei took down the painted painting, walked up to him, and showed him the painting.

In the painting, there are two people, holding hands, basking in the sun on a deck chair in the courtyard. The courtyard was their home, and the deck chair was bought by him. The person in the painting is his and her later life.

Jiang Shen endured it very well, but the moment he saw the painting, he cried.

On the contrary, it was Shang Jinfei, she smiled.

"For a lifetime," she said. She still didn't regain her voice.

said that for the rest of your life, you can't go down with me. Well, in this way, for a lifetime.

Jiang Shen rubbed the painting into his arms, and he said, "Put it in my tomb, okay?"

Shang Jinfei said, "Okay."

He said, "Little concubine, I love you."

She said, "I love you too." With that, she leaned in and kissed him.

In the days since she returned to the United States, she has been preparing to say goodbye.

Now, this moment, in infinity closer.

She still loves him. Letting go doesn't mean you don't love it.

Shang Jinfei knows this, Lu Xianting knows it, and Jiang Shen also knows it.

He wanted to have her, and his body didn't allow it.

He wanted to kiss her, but he didn't dare.

So, she did.

It's a farewell kiss and a kiss that represents love.

He knew that in this life, he still had weight and place in Shang Jinfei's heart.

He said, "Little concubine, don't come to see me."

He said: "Little concubine, Lu Xianting loves you, you live a good life."

He said, "Little concubine, it was my mistake."

He said, "Little concubine, I'm sorry for you."

He said: "Little concubine, in the next life, I will definitely find you and not let go."

He said: "Little concubine, I fell in love with you at first sight, and I knew at that time that I was going to make up my mind about this woman."

He said: "The first time I kissed you, I was excited for half a month."

He said, "Little concubine, it's good to meet you."

She listened quietly.

He said, "Little concubine, we'll see you in the next life."

He said, "Little concubine, don't be."

His hands slowly hammered down, and his eyes slowly closed.

He's gone......

It was a peaceful walk.

Shang Jinfei cried.

The crying is also very calm.

There is no heartbreaking, as if tears are just the right amount of cheap items that should appear.

Isn't it?

What's the use of crying?

People, can't come back.

Dad, Mom, Brother, Brother, Uncle, Uncle, all in the living room.

They've always been there, but they haven't bothered their two-person world.

They sent him away peacefully.

Shang Jinfei didn't know how long she cried, and she didn't know what happened later.

Wake up, it's in me that I am.

She went downstairs, and everyone in the house was dressed in black with white flowers.

No one bothered to tell her anything, but even the air was telling her.

Jiang Shen...... Let's go.

I didn't go to the mourning hall to mourn, but I put it at home to mourn.

In the ancient Chinese way.

……

, the major social networking sites were dominated by "going all the way", this news did not name names, but it was explaining the sadness of the publisher.

There are many celebrities among them.

Famous Hollywood director, actor Louisville, actor Lilia, Ole. Design designers Yeee, WF, KK. DW President Hérault and DW Official, Carlister, Carlister's designer. Domestic Weibo Ouyang Zhan, Ouyang Group, Shanghe Painting Exhibition, Song Wei, Ye's Entertainment, have posted blogs.

There were also some passers-by, who didn't know what was going on, and posted along with them.

On this day, the whole world was dominated by "going all the way".

This person was still picked up.

Jiang Shen, president of Y Technology Group, passed away due to advanced lung cancer.

Everyone didn't name names, but they were picked up as entertainment and cheated on clicks.

Strongly condemned by celebrities from all walks of life, the news website was brought down in less than a day. Delete the article and apologize.

……

A month later, Shang Jinfei appeared in the public eye, and the business wizard returned. Standing at the Y Technology New Product Launch Conference, she was thin and paper-thin, her clothes couldn't hold up, and she was wearing delicate makeup, but she couldn't hide her haggardness.

Her voice didn't recover, so she used sign language and was accompanied by an interpreter, and she told everyone that she was fine and would be the president of Y Technology and lead the Y Technology Group.

Like this, just like half a year ago, at the press conference of Lu's Group, she confidently told the media that she would lead Lu's.

When reporters asked questions, she answered them one by one, sometimes smiling, but she couldn't hide her sadness.

People sighed and expressed distress.

Friends in the circle have posted articles to support it.

Lu Xianting sat in the president's office, looking at Shang Jinfei on the screen, distressed.

For more than a month, he didn't see her, and he didn't hear from her.

That night, Lu Xianting received a call from Shang Jinfei.

He answered, Shang Jinfei couldn't speak, he didn't say anything, the two of them were silent for half an hour across the phone.

Later, he hung up the phone and said, "Good night."

Moments later, he received a text message from her.

He replied.

As long as you return it. I'm not afraid to wait, I'm afraid you won't come back.

On the other side of the ocean, Shang Jinfei squatted in the corner, clutching her mobile phone and crying silently.

For the whole month, she was in this room, hiding.