810. The Lover Thirty Years Ago 5

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He gently looked at the happy face in his arms, feeling a little more relieved in his heart.

Although the death of his eldest brother and Yaoyao's departure made him extremely sad, at least he was left with Jasmine, a cute little girl.

Then he had laughter again, which was like God closing a door and opening another window for him.

It turns out that in this world, as long as you persist, there will always be light and hope.

As long as you don't despair, as long as you have confidence in love...

Brother, if you were in heaven, you would be happy to see me happy...

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Seeing the flash of pain on his face, Huanyan decided not to ask anything about his elder brother.

"Chen Jue, don't think about it. The past is in the past! You are living a good life now and are very happy. I think your elder brother and your father must be proud of you and happy for you in heaven!"

"Father..." Situ Chenjue suddenly smiled, with a hint of sadness in his smile.

Then, he rubbed Huanyan's face and said slowly: "Actually, Xiaoyu, I really don't know how to evaluate my father... and I don't know how to tell you."

"Why?" Huanyan asked, feeling her heart pounding.

She knew that she wanted to find out information about the woman in the photo, even if it was just a scaly claw.

Although Situ Chenjue may not necessarily know who that woman is, at least through Situ Chenjue's words, she can have a deeper understanding of Situ Zhen, a man, and how he views women in his heart.

Maybe she could get some clues about this woman.

Maybe people really are drawn by fate.

Although Huanyan had never seen this woman before, for some reason, when she saw this photo from thirty years ago, she was filled with a faint, inexplicable longing and yearning for this woman.

It seemed that after thirty years, she could feel this woman in a white skirt standing softly and weakly in this place, standing under the bouquet of white plum blossoms, watching the plum blossoms falling petal by petal on her shoulders.

On the skirt.

"My father..." Situ Chenjue took a deep breath.

In fact, he originally didn't like to talk about his father with anyone!

Because his father has always been a complicated existence in his heart.

He adores his father and admires him very much.

However, he has always had an indifferent attitude towards himself since he was a child.

Not only myself, but also my elder brother.

My father was not particularly caring and was busy with his career all day long.

He couldn't help but feel that his father's existence was not much different from the air.

However, when his eldest brother passed away, his father became emotional for the first time. He rescued himself from his mother and scolded her. He had never seen such a harsh look.

That time, my father told himself again that in fact, the most important person in his heart was not his elder brother, but himself.

At that moment, he felt as if he saw his father's true face revealed. His true inner feelings were revealed under his unsmiling, serious and cold mask, which seemed to have no special interest in anything.

However, after that time, Situ Zhen returned to his former serious self.

Whether it was to Xu Fengjiao or to Situ Chenjue, he didn't say too many words, as if his true feelings revealed that night were just Situ Chenjue's hallucination.


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