October day, slightly cool. In Green Lake Villa, the driver put the luggage on the car. Zhou Jianchen stood beside him with his pockets in his pocket, looking unhappy.
Seeing this, Liang Yin pulled the car door and turned around and said, "I'll be back soon."
Zhou Jianchen glanced at her and said nothing. He knew she would come back soon, but he was still unhappy.
Liang Yin was going to see the old lady of the Zhong family, but the uncle called and said that grandma was dying and asked her to come back some time to take a look, so she packed up her things early in the morning and was about to leave.
"How about you go with me?" Liang Yin said again.
"No." Zhou Jianchen replied, she had already mentioned it before.
Liang Yin was helpless.
Zhou Jianchen saw her in a difficult situation, but couldn't bear it, "Okay, let's get in the car quickly." He opened the car door for her again.
Liang Yin smiled and stepped forward to kiss him, "I'll be back soon."
There was a smile on Zhou Jianchen's face. Seeing Liang Yin got into the car, he said to his son who was already sitting in the car, "Take good care of your mother."
Duanduan nodded obediently, "Yes."
Duanduan happened to be on vacation, and the old lady of the Zhong family had always wanted to see him, so Liang Yin took him along. Of course, Zhou Jianchen will also let him go with him.
He can't go to Zhong's house, but he can.
The car drove away quickly, and Zhou Jianchen stood and watched for a long time without moving away.
It's not that he has no grudges in his heart. Although Liang Yin has been with him all these years, it's not that he hasn't thought of Zhong Mingzhen. One night a long time ago, she suddenly woke up from a dream with tears streaming down her face. He hugged her and asked her what was wrong, but she just shook her head and said it was okay. But he knew that she was dreaming of Zhong Mingzhen, and she called his name in the dream.
It's not that he doesn't have jealousy in his heart, but no matter how jealous he is, he can only let it go. Thirteen years of relationship, how can you just forget it.
She was with him, and he knew she loved him, and that was enough.
…
The car drove south all the way, and Duan Duan also fell asleep. Liang Yin's eyes also calmed down as he looked at the rapidly passing scenery outside the window.
She really didn’t expect that she would return to Zhong’s house for such a reason.
Over the years, she has also been in contact with the Zhong family, but very rarely, as if they were deliberately keeping a distance. She didn't know if she should contact them again, and they didn't know if they should bother her again.
When she got married, the Zhong family also sent a gift. In the name of my uncle, the gift arrived, but the person didn't arrive.
Grandma often calls, during Chinese New Year, birthday, marriage, and birth... Sometimes when she sees her appearing on the screen, she will call and ask, "Yinyin, what are you doing?" How are you thin?"
As if she was afraid that her life would be bad.
She also met her, on the anniversary of her grandmother's death the year before last. Grandma called to say that she would pay homage to grandma this year, so they met in the cemetery.
Sitting in a wheelchair, it is hard to hide the weight loss.
Since her legs and feet became inconvenient, she rarely traveled far. The reason why she chose to come out this time was because she knew that her health was going to be bad.
At that time, Zhou Jianchen came with her, and she felt very sorry that Duanduan didn't come with her.
She likes Duan Duan and has always wanted to meet him.
Liang Yin felt a little sad. Since she came to Zhong's house at the age of fifteen, her feelings have long been deep. Even if she has already left, how can she easily let go.
And she really never saw Zhong Mingzhen again.
The last time we met at the Christie's Auction House in Rome, he sat in a position separated from her by more than 20 people. .
She didn't know if he would be there, if he was, and what to do.
At that time, he glanced at her through so many people, and all the pictures are vivid in his memory, but in a flash, it has been five years.
…
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the car finally arrived at the nursing home. Mrs. Zhong had already moved in here two months ago.
Liang Yin carried Duan Duan out of the car, Zhong Jianian was not there, and the servants of the Zhong family were already waiting there.
But I don't know how to call it.
Liang Yin smiled, and only asked Duan Duan to say hello.
It was a high-end nursing home, and the surroundings were quiet. Liang Yin followed the servant into the room, and Mrs. Zhong was lying on the bed. The room was bright, and the autumn afternoon sun fell in, making it warm and peaceful. But it's hard to hide the desertedness.
Not seeing each other for two years, the old lady of the Zhong family became thinner and thinner. She was wearing an IV in her hand, and she was visibly weak. An operation failed half a year ago, and her health has been deteriorating, and now it is difficult for her to last for a month.
Seeing them come in, there was a radiance on his face, and he asked the nurse to help him sit up.
"Grandma." Duanduan had already stepped forward and called out. When they came here, Liang Yin told him that they were about to visit an old man, who was mother's grandmother, and he had to call her grandma. He'd never seen it, but he did it anyway.
Four years old, still small, taller, wearing a plaid shirt and a small cardigan, dignified and clean, gentle and polite.
The old lady Zhong smiled even more when she saw it, "Good boy." She looked at it carefully, and couldn't bear to miss it.
She didn't have a child, so she had been waiting for Liang Yin's child in her arms, but in the end she couldn't get her wish.
But looking at it, the eyes are a little sad.
Liang Yin patted Duan Duan, signaling him to go out to play with the toy first, Duan Duan said "Grandma" goodbye, and ran out obediently. Fearing that he would be bored, she brought him enough toys.
Mrs. Zhong looked at his back, and said again: "Yinyin, it would be great if this was your and Mingzhen's child."
Then she could keep watching, and nothing would change.
Liang Yin smiled, but did not speak.
How could she not understand her thoughts.
Mrs. Zhong sighed, knowing that her long-cherished wish in this life could never be fulfilled.
…
Mrs. Zhong had a lot to say to her, but she was exhausted after all, and fell asleep again after talking for a while.
The nurse said this was a regular occurrence, and Liang Yin saw it, so she didn't want to disturb her, so she stood up and walked out.
Duan Duan was still playing outside, instead of sitting in the wicker chair where he was staying, he ran to sit on the stone steps next to him, and the old servant was still watching.
The hibiscus was in full bloom, and he was sitting quietly on the stone steps playing Jiulianhuan, peaceful and beautiful.
Liang Yin watched, and suddenly felt a burst of comfort in his heart.
Suddenly, as if she saw something, she raised her head again.
In the circular corridor, Zhong Mingzhen was walking over. Shirts, trousers, calm and straight.
He also saw her all at once, his four eyes touched, his eyes flickered for a while, and soon lowered them again.
He had just come out of the dean's room with a report in his hand, the Zhong family was empty, and when the old lady was dying, he took care of everything.
Duan Duan looked up and saw him, but suddenly ran over and shouted, "Dad!"
Zhong Mingzhen was stunned, and his footsteps stopped.
Duan Duan had already come to the front, only then did he realize that he had identified the wrong person, he stopped, his mouth was open, and he looked a little embarrassed.
A few days ago, Zhou Jianchen was also dressed in formal attire when he attended the event, and the pillars blocked it. He thought it was his father.
"I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person." Duan Duan apologized in a low voice.
Zhong Mingzhen didn't say anything, just squatted down and smiled, "What's your name?" His smile was very light and soft, but it seemed that he hadn't smiled for a long time.
Duan Duan looked at him for a while, then replied: "My name is Zhou Duanming, you can call me Duan Duan."
Zhong Mingzhen touched his face and smiled again.
Liang Yin originally wanted to come over, but stopped after watching. In the corridor, Zhong Mingzhen squatted and talked with Duan Duan, smiling, the picture was so beautiful, but so sad.
In the end, he walked over and patted Duan Duan's head, "Call me Uncle."
"Uncle." Duan Duan called out obediently, and stood beside Liang Yin, keeping his eyes on Zhong Mingzhen.
Zhong Mingzhen had also stood up, looked at the child below, withdrew his eyes, and said softly: "You are well raised."
Liang Yin lowered his head and smiled, but couldn't say anything.
There was some silence in the air.
Duan Duan wanted to go back to get the Jiulianhuan again, but Liang Yin was dragged away again.
After walking a few steps, he stood still.
"Go get it yourself." She said to Duanduan.
Duan Duan walked away by himself.
Liang Yin stood for a long time before turning around again. Zhong Mingzhen still stood where he was, looking at her with dim eyes.
I haven't seen him for five years, and he hasn't changed much, but he has lost weight, and the light in his eyes has disappeared, like a lamp that has gone out.
Liang Yin looked at him for a long time, and then said again: "Ming Zhen, let's find someone else."
For so many years, she hasn't contacted him, but how can she not know about him.
The Zhong Group is getting bigger and bigger, and has become the top in the world, but Zhong Mingzhen has always been alone, and has never been in love, nor married.
The uncle asked him, if you don't get married, what will happen to the children, and what will happen to the Zhong Group? He just smiled and didn't answer.
He is waiting for her. If she is doing well, he will not bother her; if she is not doing well, she still has a harbor to come back.
Over the years, the Zhong Group has always kept her 6% of the shares. She didn't want it, but he still gave it to her.
But how could she make him wait.
She knew he loved her, but she would never come back.
Liang Yin looked at Zhong Mingzhen calmly and affirmed.
Zhong Mingzhen looked at her and smiled, "Yes." He responded, as if he really agreed.
Liang Yin also laughed, stood for a while, then turned around and walked towards Duan Duan.
Zhong Mingzhen looked at her back, but clenched his jaw for a moment. Then he smiled, but his eyes finally fell.
…
After Mrs. Zhong woke up again, Liang Yin talked for a while and then left. Zhong Jianian saw him off, and Zhong Mingzhen just stood on the porch.
Duan Duan glanced back at him, then quietly said to Liang Yin: "Mom, why is that uncle so sad?"
Liang Yin didn't dare to look back, but just smiled and said to him, "Uncle will be happy."
In the corridor, Zhong Mingzhen stood with his trouser pockets in his body, lonely.
…
The car left quickly, and the nursing home became quiet again.
But Zhong Mingzhen sat down in the backyard again, his figure was a little hunched, he lit a cigarette with his fingertips, took a sip, put it down, and looked into the distance, seeing a vast expanse.
He never had the habit of smoking, but he didn't know when he started it, and he has already developed it.
…
Three years later, Zhong Mingzhen became a surrogate abroad and had a son. He has been kept by his side as the heir of the Zhong Group.
Later, he never married again, and never had another woman.
Later, the two never met again.
…
Later, Liang Yin gave birth to another daughter, nicknamed Zhou Xiaohua, who became the favorite of the Zhou family.
Later, Duan Duan grew up and became Zhou Duanming, who took charge of the entire Starlight Media. One of Zhou Zuokang's two sons joined the show business circle and the other joined the military region.
Later, Liang Yin made another movie, "The Queen's Way". At that time, she was already old, but she was extremely beautiful.
She ages naturally, gracefully and calmly.
She is still doing charity, helping those children in need for decades.
Zhou Jianchen has already become a godfather figure, he and her grow old hand in hand, the love is still the same. At the award ceremony of the century-old film industry, he looked at her with the same eyes as he did back then.
Their stories have long been sung by everyone, and all the photos have long since become classics.
He has loved her since then, but until now, he has never stopped.
He loved her more than his whole life was enough.
[THE END]