He Tian opened his phone and flipped through a few photos.
Such a shrewd and capable man sat in front of the mound with an unshaven beard, with only a forlorn figure on his back.
His eyes looked extremely empty, as if there was nothing left for him in the world, and he seemed to have merged with several mounds of dirt.
Warm wine and wine are full of shock.
She always thought that after she left, he lived a happy life.
She always thought that her departure had fulfilled his destiny and Lin Rourou, and they should be extremely happy.
"The president is never happy one day. He often says, if he had not taken Lin Rourou to the hospital first, would you and the children have survived?"
"He regrets it and he always blames himself."
"He wanted to sacrifice his life to you many times. It was the old man who cried and begged him not to die, so he kept holding on like crazy."
He Tian thought of those dark days. It was not just the CEO who had a hard time, but all of them.
For five years, five full years, the president looked like a lunatic who was desperate for his life.
He wished someone would kill him.
He didn't want to feel sorry for the old man, so he wouldn't commit suicide.
But he kept quarreling when he touched the muzzle of the gun, wishing that the other party would kill him so that he could accompany his wife and children.
Warm wine and a sour heart, I never knew he had lived such a life.
In comparison, she seems to be much happier with her children than he is.
At least I have the kids with me.
And he only has loneliness to accompany him, and only endless regrets.
"The toys here are all bought by the president himself. When he is free, he will buy all kinds of toys and put them here."
He Tian said, "He regrets saying that he doesn't love the children. He just missed being a father..."
Warm wine makes me feel sour.
Fu Sichen said he didn't want children, but in fact the children weren't born yet at that time.
Maybe if he could see the children when they were born, he wouldn't say that.
Wenjiujiu sat on the small mound of money for a long time.
Then, she went into the house and took a look.
All the furnishings in the house have not changed, and everything is very clean. It seems that someone comes to clean it frequently.
"Everything here has not been touched by the president since you left."
"He lived here all those years."
"He rarely goes to the company. The company's affairs are basically handled by a few of us. In the first year, he stayed here day and night."
"He asked a lot about you, asked them what you do every day, and then lived your life over and over again."
"The more this happens, the sadder he becomes."
"He said that when you were pregnant, he didn't stay with you for a day. You were punishing him by leaving with the children."
"He walked the same path you walked, saw the things you saw, ate the food you had eaten, and experienced the loneliness you once felt."
"He didn't let anyone take care of him. He just stayed here day and night."
"It took him a full year to get out of here, and then he started doing those life-threatening tasks."
Wen Jiujiu walked inside step by step, looking around every corner.
My heart felt extremely sour and sad.
It was as if time and space overlapped, her past and his past were all stacked together. She watched them travel here and there in different times, but never met each other.
In the cloakroom upstairs, Wen Jiujiu saw that Fu Sichen had prepared every year's new styles for her.
The children's room, which she had once carefully decorated, remained unchanged.
There are many children's things in that room.
There are clothes that children have grown up with over time, toys for each age, and clothing for each age, but no one has ever worn or used them.
This chapter has been completed!