Eternal Burning

Afraid that Shang Yunrou would cry and break her body, President Tan asked Xiao An to take the painting quickly.

Shang Yunrou's sobbing reverberated in the reception room, Shang Muxiao lowered his eyes, his face was expressionless, Shang Lu put the teacup on the coffee table and sighed wearily.

We... Yunrou and I both knew about this painting, but we thought it had been destroyed by Zixun long ago. Shang Lu rubbed the sun and said, this started when she was five or six months pregnant, and then she...she became ill and could not continue. The situation became very bad, and she did not allow us to ask about the painting. , otherwise she would be very excited. Before she died, she burned all the paintings she painted in those two years, and I didn't expect her to keep it.

President Tan found a chair and sat down, and said: I don't know if you noticed just now, there are some very abrupt gray strokes in the corner of the painting, which were added later, so I will say... She might try I tried to draw it, but it didn't work.

Shang Muxiao suddenly stood up at this moment.

This painting has nothing to do with me, you two decide whether to show it or not, I will go first. As he said that, he turned around and stretched out his hand to me.

I was stunned for a while, looked at the silent businessman's father and daughter, took Shang Muxiao's hand and stood up.

On the way back, Shang Muxiao became more silent. This silence is not as simple as not speaking, it is accompanied by low pressure and bad temper.

On the radio, the introduction of Brahms' work continued.

... Next, we will bring you a piece of Brahms's most familiar work - Lullaby in F key. Because of its beautiful melody, it is often used as a repertoire for concerts by major singers.

The thick and high-pitched soprano sounded slowly in the background: Lullaby and good night...with roses bedight...with lilies bedecked is babys wee bed...

Sleep peacefully, little baby, sleep sweetly, under the quilt of roses...

off.

Shang Muxiao's voice was mixed in, and I didn't respond immediately.

off! ! ' After a while, he growled louder, as if he couldn't bear the song for a second.

I quickly turned off the radio, and he quickly pulled the car aside.

After pulling the handbrake, he stepped back, away from the steering wheel, wiped his face, and said with a very frustrated expression.

sorry……

His eyes were red and his voice was trembling. I even suspected that he left the Foundation so soon because he didn't want Shang Lu and Yang Haiyang to see his tears.

I leaned over, hugged him gently, and said, No need to be sorry, I told you that you can be less sensible.

He hugged me tightly, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood.

why me? He buried his face in my neck, tugged at the clothes on my back with his fingertips, choked and asked, why is she...

Russell's words come from his China Question. The researcher of filial piety is Professor Zhang Xianglong. If you are interested, you can read his Family and Filial Piety.

Chapter 77 He Will Be My Pride

In the evening, Shang Yunrou called and asked me if I was at home. I looked at Shang Muxiao, who was sleeping tiredly, and closed the door to the living room.

Do you want to come over? I asked.

There was a sudden transition from a quiet space to a relatively noisy environment, followed by a dull door closing.

I'm already downstairs, open the door.

I was taken aback, hung up the phone, and went to open the door.

About two minutes later, the elevator stopped on the eleventh floor. After the door opened, Shang Yunrou walked out slowly.

I guessed that she was here for this afternoon, and turned her side to ask her to come into the room to talk.

Gently placed a cup of warm water on the coffee table, I sat down on the other single sofa, and said: Did you come by yourself?

Haiyang sent me here, and he was waiting for me below. I'll go after a few words. We'll pick up Lingling later. She has piano lessons today. She looked to the closed bedroom door and asked, how is he?

I also looked over and said: I was a little depressed, I went back to eat something and fell asleep.

Dan Huáng also seemed to sense that he was not in a high mood, so he kept close to him quietly and accompanies him to sleep on the bed.

We... Dad and I finally decided to exhibit that painting, please tell Mu Xiao. After crying a lot in the afternoon, her eyes are still slightly red and swollen, and she doesn't speak in a spirited way, and she doesn't see the sharp and assertiveness when she confronted me before.

She couldn't tell whether she was lost in thought or in a daze, and Shang Yunrou didn't say anything for a while.

After a while, she suddenly

Ran said: I oppose you being together, not just to pursue the so-called 'normal'. Taking care of a patient is so tiring, and I don't want him to go through what I did.

I don't know if you've ever been with someone with depression, that feeling...she's in pain, you're in more pain than her. She is like a black dòng, absorbing all light, heat, hope, and happiness... She said quietly, picking out those bloody memories from her memories.