The luxurious tea art room has a unique design, and the tables and chairs made of high-quality wood carvings complement each other very well.
When Shen Qiao walked in, he saw Shen Wantian sitting on the sofa, wearing a dark gray Chinese tunic suit, holding a pipe in his hand, with a cold and rough face, narrow eyes and a very serious expression.
Shen Qiao walked up to Shen Wantian with elegant steps and shouted obediently: "Daddy, I'm here..."
After Shen Wantian heard the sound, he raised his head and looked at Shen Qiao. His eyes concealed the fact that he was not doting, and said with a smile: "Xiao Qiao, come and sit down."
Shen Qiao slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. She raised her eyes and glanced at Shen Wantian. She could naturally feel the love for her in his eyes. In fact, she had always felt that Shen Wantian was special to her, and Ye Shu and Shen Ci, however, particularly excludes herself, so this makes her very confused.
"Daddy, just call me out..." Shen Qiao raised her beautiful red lips and said directly without turning around: "Is there something important?"
Shen Wantian put down the pipe in his hand, and kept stroking the jade ring on his thumb with his left hand. His eyes fell on Shen Qiao's face, and he sincerely praised: "Although Daddy is abroad, he is very concerned about your affairs in Hong Kong. It’s very clear that this time, you really impressed Daddy. As expected, you didn’t disappoint Daddy. Daddy is really happy..."
As soon as the words fell, the entire private room suddenly fell silent. Shen Wantian looked away, stood up, walked to the bed with steady steps, looked down at the scene outside the window and said: "Xiao Qiao, today is my father's day." It’s the death anniversary of an old friend here. Can you accompany Daddy to pay her respects?"
Shen Qiao nodded without saying anything, so he accompanied Shen Wantian out of the tea room. The driver had been waiting outside the door for a long time. He seemed to already know where Shen Wantian was going and drove directly in the same direction. .
The car soon drove to Muxiyuan Cemetery, and there was silence all around.
Perhaps many things will be quickly forgotten if they are ignored, let alone this quiet land and a lonely tomb, which no one cares about.
A breeze blew by, sweeping the fallen leaves onto the tombstones. Shen Qiao helped Shen Wantian walk across the lawn, passing several tombstones, and stopped in front of a clean and simple tombstone.
Shen Wantian let go of Shen Qiao's hand, slowly approached the tombstone, squatted down, gently touched the photo on the tombstone with his wrinkled fingers, stroked it gently, and said to Shen Qiao: "Little Qiao, put down the flowers and light a stick of incense for daddy." His heart suddenly trembled, as if he was hiding something.
Shen Qiao placed the white rose in her hand in front of the tombstone. It could be seen that the tombstone was taken care of by someone special and was very neat and clean. She carefully looked at the words and photos on the tombstone. From the photos, Mo Wei looked like an outstanding person. Women, and Shen Wantian's performance, there is no doubt that this Mo Wei should be someone he cares about very much. Could it be that she is...
There seemed to be a suspicion in his mind, but Shen Qiao didn't ask any more questions, but obediently offered the incense. Shen Wantian's eyes were full of joy, and he silently said to the tombstone in his heart: "Weiwei, this is Xiao Qiao, she I finally became sensible..."
Shen Wantian patted his daughter's hand, and the seriousness on Shen Qiao's face suddenly disappeared, revealing a somewhat old smile, and said slowly: "Xiao Qiao, she must be very happy to see you, she..." As Shen Wan said Tian thought about it for a while, but finally didn't say it out loud because it was the deepest secret in his heart.
Weiwei, I will never live up to your hard work, don't worry! Shen Wantian stared directly at the tombstone for a long time without moving. After a while, he stood up, pulled Shen Qiao and said: "Okay Alright, let’s go.”
Shen Qiao nodded, then helped Shen Wantian leave and walked out of the cemetery. After getting in the car, Shen Qiao turned back and looked out the window. The cemetery outside the window became increasingly blurry, as if it was just a phantom, and the surroundings were still so quiet. Indifferent, as if nothing happened just now.
Thinking of this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Shen Qiao's mouth. Perhaps, only the dead can be truly relieved, while the living are destined to be painful, because there are too many things to carry and too much to bear. too much……