I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

  Sang's shallow gaze fell on the flower, and his expression was somewhat subtle.

  She doesn't like roses, Shen Hanyu has always known that.

   I still remember when Shen Hanyu gave her flowers for the first time, the relationship between her and Shen Hanyu had not yet been revealed.

   At that time, she would go to Yuxitai every night to treat Shen Hanyu with acupuncture and moxibustion. One day Shen Hanyu asked her what kind of flowers she liked.

   She replied, Bellflower.

   A few days later, when Shen Hanyu sent her back to her residence, she gave her a bunch of bellflower flowers.

   That night was the Qixi Festival, but Shen Hanyu said that sending flowers had nothing to do with the day, just to thank her for her treatment during this time.

  Sang Qianqian had no choice but to accept it.

  The flower language of the bellflower is eternal love without regrets and unswerving.

   Sang Qianqian passed away in his previous life, and every time Shen Hanyu went to see her in front of the tomb, he brought bellflower flowers.

   No matter the previous life or this life, the bellflower is Sang Qianqian's favorite flower.

   If Shen Hanyu really asked Shen Shaofeng to send her flowers, it was impossible to send roses.

   However, she still took the bouquet of roses and showed a well-behaved smile: "Thank you Uncle Shen."

  Shen Shaofeng waved his hand, "Thank you for what I did, I just sent it on behalf of Hanyu."

It can be seen that he is really happy and smiling, "What a good day today, I just called Han Yu and he said that he will be back early in the morning. Unexpectedly, Qianqian also just woke up, really. Double happiness."

  Sang Qian's mind moved slightly, is Shen Hanyu going back to the capital tomorrow?

   On the phone just now, he didn't mention it at all.

   "That's right. Qianqian will be discharged from the hospital at noon tomorrow."

  Sang Minglang answered calmly, "Shen Hanyu needs to be able to come over earlier and pick my sister home in time."

   "Okay, I'll tell Hanyu later."

  Shen Shaofeng said with a smile, "Tomorrow, I will come to pick up Qian Qian with Han Yu and be discharged from the hospital."

   Sang Qianqian really wanted to call Shen Hanyu again to confirm, but in the end, she held back.

   typed countless messages and deleted them one by one. Finally, he only sent one sentence to Shen Hanyu: [Hanyu, I will wait for you to come back. 】

  The message was sent, and after waiting for a long time, there was no reply.

   I guess he is busy.

  Sang Qianqian comforted herself and was not angry.

   As a human being, now just thinking of Shen Hanyu's name in my heart makes me feel warm.

  Shen Hanyu is still alive, for her, it is the greatest comfort and reassurance, and everything she has experienced is worth it.

   The most difficult time has passed.

   In the future, between her and Shen Hanyu, it will only be a smooth passage for the future.

   No matter how cold Shen Hanyu was on the phone, she wouldn't believe it, and when he saw her face, he would still be indifferent.

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  The sunset gradually receded in the dark blue night sky, and the light in the ward gradually dimmed.

   The screen is dimly lit, always on.

  Shen Hanyu stared at this message for a long time with his eyes lowered, and finally, he turned off the phone.

   Nothing came back.

   I don't know how long I stood in front of the window, and the door behind me was pushed open.

   "Why don't you turn on the lights?"

  Shen Shaofeng raised his hand and turned on the switch on the wall, the incandescent light suddenly dazzled.

   Shen Hanyu didn't turn around, "Why are you here so late?"

   "Don't worry, come and ask Chen Lao about your situation."

   Mr. Chen was the military doctor who was very good at detoxification for Sang Qianqian who was invited by Fang Hongyi last time.

   The expression on Shen Shaofeng's face at this moment was no longer the smiling face he used to face the Sang family, but instead, it was somewhat indescribably heavy.

   He walked slowly to Shen Hanyu's side and stood with Shen Hanyu for a long time before he said, "Do you know how I met your mother back then?"

  Shen Hanyu glanced sideways at Shen Shaofeng, not quite understanding why his father suddenly asked such a question.

   To be honest, he really didn't know how his parents got together in the first place.

   They didn't take the initiative to say it, and with Shen Hanyu's character, naturally they wouldn't ask.

   But he has seen with his own eyes his father's deep concern and love for his mother. He has also seen the other side of his father's change in temperament and emotional paranoid collapse after his mother's death.

   When my mother was alive, just looking at her father's eyes was full of undisguised dependence, trust and love. Over the years, it has never diminished.

   They have never quarreled, some just stick to each other, like glue like paint, that is the best appearance of love.

   That was also Shen Hanyu's initial understanding of love.

   But he never knew the origin of the affection between his parents in the first place.

   "You may not believe it when you say it. Your mother and I actually met because of an email. We are netizens."

   Shen Shaofeng remembered the old events many years ago, his eyes softened a little, "At that time, your mother was only seventeen years old."

   At that time, Shen Shaofeng was only twenty years old, still a junior.

   That email was originally sent randomly, but by accident, it was sent to Shen Shaofeng's mailbox.

   In the email, it was a seventeen-year-old girl who had been lingering in bed for a long time.

   She said that she has suffered from heart failure since she was born, and she spends most of the year in the hospital.

   She said that she couldn't go to school and make friends like a normal child, and she was very lonely.

   She said that she likes to climb mountains and hopes to watch the sunrise on the top of the mountain, but unfortunately, because of her body, mountaineering is a physically exhausting sport, and she has no chance at all.

   She said that this kind of life sometimes feels really boring, and she really wants to leave this world

   Maybe he was infected by the emotions in this letter, or maybe he didn't want this little girl to really do something stupid.

  Shen Shaofeng replied with an email.

   He actually didn't know how to persuade people. After thinking about it for a long time, he knocked out a few words, persuading her to be optimistic, to believe that there will always be a good day for her illness, and that her wishes will always come true.

   However, the words are somewhat dry and powerless.

  Shen Shaofeng simply got up in the middle of the night, went to climb the mountain, and watched the sunrise on the top of the mountain.

   Recorded the whole video and sent it to the little girl.

   Shen Shaofeng did this just out of the simplest sympathy, trying to convey the kindness that a stranger can give, and did not expect the other party to reply.

   However, the little girl replied quickly, with joy between the lines.

   She didn't expect that she would receive such sincere comfort from a stranger who was just a casual venting of her emotions.

   The two of them got to know each other like this.

  The days in the hospital are lonely and boring. She often tells this stranger what she saw in the hospital and what she thought.

  Shen Shaofeng couldn't bear to let her down, and would reply her seriously every time.

  What the little girl wants to eat, what she wants to do, and where she wants to go.

  Shen Shaofeng patiently tried everything for her, and then sent her a video to let her experience it.

   Their "netizen" relationship lasted for four years.

  Shen Shaofeng gradually discovered that he had already had several different thoughts about this girl.

   He sent Zhen Yixin an email, which was the most outrageous move he had known Zhen Yixin for several years.

   He asked her if she could be his girlfriend, but she got no reply.

  Even, I haven't heard from Zhen Yixin for a long time.