The death of his wife is tantamount to severely severing Fu Yusheng's obsession for more than 20 years. Without seeing the blood, he abruptly split him in half. From then on, he is no longer complete and will always be less than half.
He looked at Ye Jian, unlike Ye Jian, his eyes were a little distracted.
His daughter's surname is "Ye", not "Fu". He thought that she should stop marrying someone else, because she didn't want to see herself again if she showed up.
He thought that if that was the case... it would be fine. He took a long look at the time and knew that she was doing well, so he wouldn't bother.
I thought so, but I only dared to think so.
He didn't dare to think about other results, for fear that he was thinking too much.
What the old man said during the day has already sounded a wake-up call for him, and he didn't even dare to think about it.
As long as people live, he really dare not ask for anything else.
He will let go of his attachments, let go of the past, and live with his daughter in the future.
However, the last thing he wanted to know still happened.
His favorite woman, his beloved wife, passed away more than ten years ago.
"I said I would marry her, so that she will live a good life of doing whatever she wants. Your mother will definitely think that a man is still unreliable, and what she says is no different from the splashed water. It's all casual. When you say it, turn around and forget it."
"Hongmei must be complaining about me. She didn't say hello or even said hello... The person disappeared. On the day we received the marriage certificate, she must have waited from our appointment time until the sun went down."
"Your mother, she usually looks gentle and graceful, but she is actually a woman who can endure hardship. So many female soldiers are the only one selected to be the first special female soldiers in our country. You don't know how good your mother is, especially her marksmanship. The chiefs in the army have to boast a few words, and no male soldier can match it."
"Such a powerful female soldier was chased by a weak scholar of mine. She clearly agreed to live a good life. As a result, I disappeared on the day I got the marriage certificate. She was so sad and hated me so much."
Sitting opposite, Ye Jian’s eyes burst into tears. After hearing Dad Fu’s last sentence "Hate me much", Ye Jian desperately shook her head with tears in her tears, "No, no, mother didn't hate you. I really didn't hate you..." Just very disappointed. That's it.
"From the morning, wait and wait, wait until the sun rises above the head, wait until the sun goes down, wait and wait until it gets dark, but he hasn't come yet..."
"The one I love has no news anymore, as if just disappeared. You disappeared, but I was pregnant, leaving his blood to remind me that being in love with him is not a dream..." Ye Jian said softly The words my mother wrote in the diary, the voice was soft and soft, like the evening breeze in summer, and like the snow breeze in the twelfth lunar month in winter.
Hearing what his deceased wife wrote in his diary, the chief engineer of missile research and development had a miserable look.
His eyes were red and red, as if tears were streaming out, but there was never.
In the face of the injustice of the year, Fu Yusheng, Chief Engineer Fu, has never cried, nor has his eyes blushed. Now, because of the words in the diary of his deceased wife, this dignified chief engineer of missile research and development has red eyes.
He didn't cry, but Ye Jian felt that he was crying, crying deep in his soul.
The real sadness is not the kind that can be shown to the face, but it is pressed hard in the heart, and I don't know how to vent it.
Because there is no way to vent the sadness in my heart.