100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 1100 Strange Morning

Nangong's house, in the courtyard full of flowers.

The two maids accompanied the old lady. The old lady was lying in the grand teacher's chair with her eyes closed, surrounded by warm sunlight, holding the mobile phone in the wrinkled palm, and her thoughts drifted back to her school days unknowingly.

I have to admit that it was a beautiful first love, the innocence and beauty that I didn't understand until decades later.

After marriage, her husband was very kind to her, and the two excellent people supported each other all the way, which made Haibei Group what it is today.

But her husband has always known that Liang Wei likes her, because everyone is a classmate, and no one mentions the past after marriage. After Liangsu was born, everyone focused on cultivating their son. goals, life is more harmonious.

Until the old man passed away, that day he shunned everyone, held her hand tightly in the ward, he seemed to have a thousand words, but his weak body no longer allowed him to say too much.

That day she cried into tears, her liver and gallbladder were torn apart. After all, she had been together day and night for decades. Even if there was no love, there was family affection. It was a feeling that was hard to let go. It hurt like a tear, and it was difficult to recover for a long time.

His wife was kept alive by a ventilator. Before the hospital bed, he held her hand tightly and said to her in a weak voice, "Linghua, I'm sorry for delaying you. I hope you won't hate me. I really love you." , love you very, very much."

She shook her head and wept bitterly, her heart throbbing.

He said: "You are only in your 60s. Thank you for being with me for nearly 40 years. It is arranged by God. Liang Wei is also single again. I have to leave. Our children have grown up. If you want to go again Together, I bless you, Linghua, I really bless you, I believe he will take good care of you, he likes you, he loves you..."

"Don't say that, you will be fine, don't think about it, I am your wife now, and the father of my child, how can you cruelly push me to others? You said you would take care of me for the rest of your life, you must Get well, don't forget your promise."

"Linghua, I know very well about my own body. I'm afraid I really have to leave this time. You have to be good. As soon as I leave... just... no one will restrain you anymore." His voice became more and more serious. The weaker he was, he took a breath at the end.

These were the last words my wife said to her.

In the warm sunny courtyard, the old lady opened her eyes, tears filled her eyes, and her cloudy eyes looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, her heart was extraordinarily peaceful.

It turned out that he had been gone for more than 20 years... the man who had been with each other all his life had been gone for more than 20 years.

Seeing the tears on the old man's face, the maid frowned, and hurriedly handed over a handkerchief, but didn't ask anything. The old man took it and wiped her cheek.

In the living room behind.

Fu Yin was sitting on the curved sofa, and she was still worried. When will the things to be sent home be delivered?She prayed silently, and if she wanted to send it quickly, it was really depressing to be so worried, and her heart was always up and down.

At this time, the landline suddenly rang, and she was startled when she was distracted. She covered her chest, but fortunately, there was no one else in the living room, and no one saw her panic just now.

The ringing was still going on, she quickly reached out and took the receiver and put it in her ear, she calmed down before she spoke, "Hello?"

"..." The other party didn't speak, and there was a dead silence.

Fu Yinxiu frowned slightly, and asked again, "Hello? Who are you looking for?"

"..." Still no one answered.

Is it the wrong number?

After a while, there was still no sound, Fu Yin put down the receiver, she didn't notice anything, and the landline rang again the next second.

She was slightly startled, frowned and looked at the direction of the sound. The ringing continued. She leaned forward to pick up the receiver again, "..." She didn't speak this time, and wanted to wait for the other party to speak first.

"..." The other party didn't speak either, and remained silent as before.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?" Fu Yin raised her vigilance, and she held her breath to listen to possible movements.

Still no one answered her question, dead silence.

"Who the hell are you? Why don't you talk?" She was a little annoyed, "If you don't talk, I'll die?"

The other party remained silent. After three seconds, Fu Yin hung up the phone resolutely. Sitting on the sofa, she always had a bad feeling that this phone call was too weird.

At this time, the butler came in with something.

"Is there any package for me?" Fu Yin stood up nervously.

The butler appeared at the door of the living room, "Go back to Madam, there is no package, it's all newspapers, and there is also a small bouquet of roses, which was placed on the mailbox."

"Rose?" Fu Yin saw the housekeeper walking towards her with three roses. The housekeeper said, "There is still a small card, which I did not open."

"Thank you." She reached out to take the flowers and the card.

The cover of the card says TO: Yinyin.

There are not many people who can call her that. She took the card out of the transparent film and opened it, and saw this line of words written inside - Yinyin, do you miss me?Be well at home, ask your assistant to send you flowers, I hope you are happy every day.

The signature position is Liangsu.

Fu Yin breathed a sigh of relief, her husband asked the assistant to send flowers?It's a little romantic.

At this time, her mobile phone rang, and when she saw the display, Fu Yin happily connected, "Hello, husband."

"Yinyin, what are you doing? Are you up yet?" Nangong Liangsu had just finished a meeting and was admiring the stars. Facing the soft evening wind, he couldn't help but think of his beautiful wife at home, so he called condolences condolences.

Fu Yin took the rose and sat down on the sofa, "Of course I did, thank you for sending me the flowers, they are very beautiful."

"flower?"

"That's right, although there are only three roses, but I know this is your wish, thank you." While answering the phone, she brought the roses to her nose and smelled them, they were really fragrant.

Nangong Liangsu's voice came over, "I didn't send you flowers."

"..." Fu Yin was startled slightly, and frowned suspiciously, "What?" But she suddenly realized something, stopped quickly and changed her words with a smile, "Oh, it was Chen Li who gave it to me, I just saw it The card, I thought it was from you."

"If I send you flowers, it will be 99 flowers. I can't give you 3 flowers. It seems too petty." The man on the other end of the phone smiled and felt relieved.

Fu Yin was in a panic. At this moment, she vaguely saw the invisible characters on the petals, and she was in a bad state for an instant!
She quickly adjusted her mood and asked with concern, "Husband, when are you coming back?"

"There are still four days, what, miss me?"

"Of course I want to." Fu Yin smiled sweetly, "Aren't you busy now?"

"Busy, there is a dinner party to attend later, and the organizer is on the way, so I will give you a call when I have time."

"Then you have to dress up quickly." She wanted to change the subject.

Nangong Liangsu smiled, with a gentle voice, "What can I do to dress up as an old man? I don't care what I look like. It's not like you women, changing evening dresses and putting on makeup, at least two hours are wasted." As he spoke, he looked up and took a sip of his wine, "Yinyin, how is my mother doing? Is she okay?"

(End of this chapter)