Bai Jincheng finished reading quietly, put away the letter, and picked up another one.
These letters were arranged in chronological order.
The second letter and the first letter were two months apart in time, and the beginning was still the kind "Brother Jincheng".
Brother Jincheng, where are you really going abroad now? I heard someone say that Uncle Bai committed a crime and was reported by someone. Fortunately, you went fast. It's just that I don't know when we can meet. I miss you
Seeing this, Bai Jincheng's eyes are wet, his lips are shaking, and he sits weakly on the chair.
Su Ling felt the sadness on his body and motioned to Wen Xi to exit the study.
After finding the wooden box in the second grandfather's room yesterday, he read a few letters.
The second grandfather has changed from a passionate young man full of longing for love to a young man who fell into despair because of waiting.
When he enters middle age, his feelings are slowly restrained, no longer for love and sadness.
The name of Mr. Bai changed from "Jin Cheng "Brother" became "Brother Jincheng".
At that time, society was never tolerant of love between men.
Parental pressure and brothers' taboos could not shake the firm feelings of Grandpa Second for Mr. Bai.
The Su family moved to s City.
He would rather give up the generous city life and stay in the poor country, just waiting for a slim hope.
He waited for his whole life, until the end of his life, whether he died with regrets.
Aunt Zhang said that he was walking peacefully, maybe he would have calmed down in Manai Shangshuwu, and then let it go.
Su Ling was holding the white porcelain cup elegantly, drinking tea thoughtfully, rubbing with King with his feet.
King thought that the owner was playing with him, and barked happily. Recently, his teeth have been itchy and he likes to chew everywhere.
So when he saw the owner's leather shoes, he chewed on them without hesitation.
Su Ling did not rebuke, but let it chew.
How rich is...Wen Xi, who sits opposite can let a little dog spoil a pair of leather shoes worth tens of thousands of dollars
His grandfather was reading a letter in the study, and they were sitting in the living room drinking tea, quiet and speechless.
He wanted to talk to Su Ling, but the other party seemed to have no intention of it.
He didn't even look at him straight, just drinking tea and teasing the dog.
This made Wen Xi feel uncomfortable.
With his identity and status, he was surrounded by stars everywhere, but this Su Ling actually looked cold towards him and was even more stingy to talk.
Wen Xi grinds his teeth secretly with that Lin Feng
Bai Jincheng didn't stay in the study for a long time, and came out in half an hour.
Su Ling put down the tea cup, took out his leather shoes from king's mouth, got up and greeted him.
"Mr. Bai." He don't know if he has cried, Bai Jincheng's eyes are red, and his meticulously combed bangs are slightly messy, and his voice is hoarse, "Can you take me to Su Lan's tomb?"
"Grandpa" Wen Xi shouted in disapproval.
Now it's past five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's getting dark.
How can you go to an unlucky place like the cemetery?
Su Ling glanced at him, and asked Bai Jincheng, "Are you sure you want to go", "If you can't see anyone, you have to see his peaceful sleep." Ground."
Bai Jinchemg became a Taoist.
Those eyes are still piercing even when they are old, as if a deep ocean is brewing, and the waves are surging under the calm sea.
"Okay, I'll take you there." Su Ling nodded.
To go to the grave, meditation paper, incense and candles are indispensable.
Su Ling first went to the small shop to buy things, and then took Bai Jincheng to the cemetery on the mountain.
The setting sun shone on the mountain road, as red as blood stained.
Wen Xi frowned, followed behind his grandfather, tried to stop him several times, and then abruptly endured it.
"Here." Su Ling took them to a new tomb and said in a low voice, "This is the second grandfather's tomb."
Bai Jincheng slowly walked to the tombstone and looked deeply at the photo above.
The elderly Su Lan is not ugly at all.
He has kind eyebrows, silver silk like snow, and the wrinkles on his face are the scratches left by the years.
When he smiles, he looks bright, and he can see the purity of his youth.
"A'lan, I am Jincheng, I came to see you." Bai Jincheng choked up, "I'm sorry it's sixty years late."
Su Ling squatted on the ground, silently turning Mingzhi, Bai Jincheng also squatted down, from Su Ling 's as he took the paper ingots in his hand and threw them into the fire one by one.
Wen Xi stood far away, not daring to approach.
Just buy a bunch of flowers.
Why did he burn paper and grew up abroad?
He has never seen this way of going to the grave, so he totally disagrees.
After burning the Ming paper, Bai Jincheng thought of getting up, his legs numb and unable to stand, Su Ling stretched out his hand to help him.
Wen Xi thought he could leave after burning the paper, but his grandfather was still standing in front of the tombstone, looking affectionately at the pictures on the monument.
Su Ling knew he had something to say to Grandpa second, and took a step back.
Bai Jincheng moved his lips.
There was a lot to say, but he didn't know how to say it.
He let out a long sigh, and he slowly said, "Although it is late, there are some things, I still want you to know that I went to the country with my father that year and settled down. Later, I wrote you a safety letter for the first time, but after waiting for a month, the letter sank into the sea, and there was no news."
Although Su Ling stood a little far away, the cemetery was so big, it was naturally clear to hear what Mr. Bai said.
It turned out that he had written to Grandpa Second, but the country was in a sensitive period at the time, and international letters were likely to be intercepted.
"I send a letter every two months, without exception, without reply. My father advised me not to write. I didn't give up. I insisted on it for two or three years and finally became desperate. I am sorry for the resentment of you." The old man said in a low voice.
Full of melancholy, "At that time, I was young, with an extreme personality, and loved to be stubborn. I felt that the letter was not returned. It means that you received it. If you receive it, it must be because you don't care about me."
He and Su Lan are good friends.
They are fifteen or sixteen years old.
They are still a little ignorant about feelings.
They like each other, but they are ashamed to talk about each other.
They are more afraid of being known by their elders.
Usually they only dare to hold small hands and talk about the future.
The night he left, he asked Su Lan to say goodbye.
Su Lan cried for a while holding him, wiped away the tears, and said firmly, "Brother Jincheng, my life is very long. We have time. I will wait for you. Here, I have been waiting for you."
However, there are some things, not waiting for results.
His father was reported, which made it impossible for his family to return to China as easily as other Chinese.
Unable to contact Su Lan, he fell into conflict, resenting Su Lan's ruthlessness, and eager to meet him.
In such painful suffering, he insisted on returning to the country, but was stopped by his father.
The last time he was about to board the plane to return to China, he was taken back by his father, almost broken his leg, and lay in the hospital.
After that time, he closed his heart and devoted all his energy to painting.
Both he and Su Lan love Chinese painting, have worshipped the same teacher, and have bold ambitions to become the double heroes of Chinese painting.
Over the past sixty years, he has achieved extraordinary achievements and has taken a place in the painting world, and the young man who was described as a genius by his teacher, lived alone in this backward and poor small village, and died alone.
Bai Jincheng burst into tears, sobbing silently.
Su Ling took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him.
"Thank you." Bai Jincheng took the handkerchief and wiped the tears on his face.
After a while, he stabilized his emotions and laughed at himself,
"I'm old and still so gagged."
"I think Grandpa Second would be very happy if he knew you came to see him. He won't blame you either." Su Ling said.
"I hope he can blame me, think about me, don't go to reincarnation so quickly." Bai Jincheng said, "After I go down there, I can be reunited."
Wen Xi frowned, and stopped talking.
"You are still healthy, Grandpa Second would not want to see you so early." Su Ling comforted.
Bai Jincheng smiled and looked at Su Ling kindly.
"The most regrettable thing in my life is that I didn't persist like your second grandfather, but if I trust him more, I won't be a cocoon, and I wasted 60 years in vain."
He and Su Lan couldn't meet, didn't want to see, didn't want to see, and didn't dare to see later.
When he was getting older, he was less obsessed with the past.
Some time ago, he suddenly wanted to return home, so he came back, but after all, it was too late.
He and Su Lan missed a lifetime.
Trust?
Su Ling didn't know what he thought of, and was a little dazed.
Bai Jincheng patted him on the shoulder and said kindly, "You are Su Lan's grandson, that's my grandson. Su Lan gave you all the inheritance, and so am I."
Su Ling and Wen Xi were shocked at the same time.
"It's wrong with Mr. Bai."
After being surprised, Su Ling declined, "The second grandfather left me with enough inheritance. I have only one person and I can't use that much."
"Alas, it seems that I don't even have a chance to make up for it." Bai Jincheng sighed.
Su Ling couldn't bear it, he hesitated and said, "I call you Grandpa Bai."
Bai Jincheng cried with joy. "Okay, okay, good boy."
Wen Xi looked at the newly released "Grandfather and grandson" in disbelief.
How could it take a while?
His grandfather had an extra "grandson" and he even wanted to leave all his own fortune.
What a lot of money is that new grandson, what is this, what is it,
Wen Di clenched his fists, resisting the anger in his heart.
His father adopted it to his grandfather and worked hard for so many years.
In the end, what he got was
really ridiculous and related to his own interests.
Wen Xi's favor with Su Ling disappeared.
Whether it was a talent for calligraphy or a contender for inheritance.
He resented.
When they got down to the tomb, it was dark.
Su Ling left them for dinner.
Bai Jincheng didn't want to bother him, saying that he asked the driver of the car to wait too long and went back to the town hotel first.
Su Ling did not force them to send them out.
Bai Jincheng exchanged contact information with him, took away the small box containing the letters, and after seeing Su Lan's room, asked for the classical Babu bed.
"Su Lan has nothing left for me to miss. This bed he slept in, I want to collect." He said this, and Su Ling naturally couldn't mention what he wanted to donate to the museum.
However, the Babu bed is an antique and valuable.
Bai Jincheng has to spend money to buy it.
Su Ling shook his head quickly.
"This is the second grandfather's thing, because of your relationship with the second grandfather, I can't collect money."
Bai Jincheng admired him even more.
The two made an appointment and sent someone to carry it in a few days.
Su Ling returned home, took off his formal suit and dress, put on comfortable home clothes, picked up the king and rubbed the soft fur, and played with it for a while.
King finally got attention, and happily barked.
After dinner, Su Ling did not go back to the room, but went to the studio of Shuixie, took out the sketch paper, clamped it on the drawing board, held the pencil, and drew lines smoothly.
He don't know if he was affected by the feelings of the second grandfather and Mr. Bai, he missed Lin Feng eagerly.
How can he lose his feelings overnight if he loves so deeply?
Is he going to lose trust in each other because of setbacks like Mr. Bai, and fall into a cage of self-pity, unwilling to get out, and evade intensified, finally with Lin Feng missing a lifetime of emotional response, being discouraged, and not giving each other a chance, fleeing to the country like cowards, is nothing but self-deception.
Su Ling's speed was very fast, and within ten minutes, Lin Feng's facial contour was formed on the paper.
After the two confirmed their relationship, Lin Feng became his exclusive model and drew countless drawings.
He knew all the details of Lin Feng's body, such as the imperceptible mole at the corner of his eye, such as the birthmark on the waist, and the pictures there.
The big and small Su Ling flushed red, put down the pencil, and couldn't help shrinking her toes.
The body that has not been embraced for more than two months is extremely sensitive and empty.
Just looking at the painting, there is an indescribable longing deep in his heart.
When they slept together, Lin Feng liked to hug him from behind, his strong arms circled his waist, intimate, and when excited, he would call his baby, warm lips attached to his ears and whispered softly.
He heard that his whole body was soft.
His stamina is very good, and he is always unable to keep up with him.
Sometimes he is done cruelly once or twice, crying for mercy, Lin Feng not only won't stop, but will bully him even more.
Once, he almost fainted, bit Lin Feng angrily, and Lin Feng let him go.
Since then, he seems to have learned restraint, and later travel frequently, getting gradually reduce the number.
Su Ling bit his thumb and frowned his eyebrows.
Is it because of that relationship?
The two became cold.
Su Ling tried hard to recall the scene at that time.
That night, they drank some wine and did not go to bed immediately after returning to the room.
Instead, they took a bath with a mandarin duck in the bathroom.
After that, he was hugged by Lin and went to bed, out of control.
By twelve o'clock in the evening, he was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger.
Lin Feng was still charging and fighting, so he didn't even have the strength to cry.
He couldn't bear it, opened his mouth and bit Lin Feng's shoulder fiercely, and finally died down.
Su Ling was sleepy, Lin Feng hugged him, pressed his ear to apologize continuously, but seemed to say something else.
What was it?
Su Ling couldn't remember for a while.
He knocked on his head and thought about it carefully. He always felt that those words were very important.
Ling Bao, you have to believe that I will give you the best man with a deep and hoarse voice.
Su Ling was agitated, sitting upright, staring blankly at the outline of the man on the paper.
After a while, he picked up the mobile phone on the table, found Lin Zhou's phone, and dialed it.
The phone beeped more than a dozen times and was picked up before Su Ling hung up.
"Hey, Xiao Ling?" Lin Zhou's voice was lazy.
"Are you sleeping?" Su Ling asked.
"No, I just had something to do for a while." Lin Zhou cleared his throat and kicked away the man who was trying to hug him.
"Is there something urgent?"
"It's not an urgent matter." Su Ling groaned, "You don't have to cover up my whereabouts anymore."
"Huh" Lin Zhou sat up quickly, pushed the man away mercilessly, frowned and asked, "You figured it out. "
Su Ling relaxed against the back of a chair in one hand and cell phone in one hand and playing with a pencil.
"I want to give him a chance and listen to his reasons."
After a pause, Su Ling asked, "Can you help me find out what Lin Feng has been doing abroad this year"
"No problem." Lin Zhou said. Should be down. "But why are you suddenly interested in his work?"
Su Ling held up the pencil, drew a line on the sketch paper, and drew a rush of Adam's apple, with the tip of the pen resting on his neck.
"When I fell in love with him, he was inseparable, like glue, he went to work when he got married, and I painted at home, doing my own work, but not as close as before. Thinking about it now, I don't seem to treat my husband at all. I understand."
Lin Zhou caught the dissatisfied Fu Heng and
kissed him, and said with a smile, "You can think about it, that's really great."
Su Ling said, "I'm very curious about what attracts him in the country to went on a business trip. If he didn't give me a reasonable explanation, I wouldn't just let it go."
With a hard hand, he squeezed the pencil.
Lin Zhou rubbed his nose.
Very well, the beautiful Persian cat finally showed its claws, and no longer gave in and escaped blindly.
This is the Su Ling he knows.
Hanging up the phone, Su Ling sighed, changed a pencil, and continued to draw.
The handsome facial features of the man gradually took shape and became exquisite in his writing.
In Liuxian Town,
Wen Xi in the Hyatt Hotel was pacing in the room, feeling irritated.
On the way back, he tentatively asked his grandfather.
"Grandpa, do you really want to accept Su Ling as a grandson?"
Grandfather closed his eyes and leaned back, seemingly tired.
Hearing his question, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him.
"Su Ling is very assertive, he doesn't necessarily want to."
The words were ambiguous, and Wen Xi became more entangled when he heard them.
He returned to the hotel and still couldn't let go.
Twenty minutes later, he picked up his cell phone and dialed overseas calls.
"Dad, grandpa wants to hand over the inheritance to an outsider."
At the same time, Lin Feng was flipping through a pile of materials in the presidential suite on the roof of the Hyatt Hotel.
Suddenly, he sneezed and Xu Zhuoyun who made him coffee was startled.
"Mr Lin, do you want to increase the temperature of the air conditioner" he asked.
Lin Feng put down the information, took a paper towel, and wiped his nose.
"No."
Xu Zhuoyun put the brewed coffee in front of him, and persuaded, "Recently, you have too little sleep time. Would you like to rest early today?"
Lin sealed up the moderate-temperature coffee, took a sip, and asked, "Is there news?"
Xu Zhuoyun knew that he was asking about Mrs. Lin's news, so he called up a video from the phone and showed it to him.
"This is a video I got from the airport in City H. One of the shots may be the madam."
Lin Feng put down his coffee and stared at the phone.
The video was very blurry.
It was vaguely visible that a young man in a windbreaker was dragging four suitcases and standing at the exit of the airport.
Then a man came over and talked with him, and then the two left together.
"Investigate this man immediately" Lin Feng said.
Xu Yunzhuo swallowed. "Yes"
The video has obviously been processed, and it is not easy to find this segment, and the man who left with Mrs. Lin turned his back to the camera, so he couldn't see his face clearly.
Madam was in H city, but when he saw him with a strange man, Lin Zong's jealousy was at its peak.
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OASE: And that's where starts the vinegar ♡
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AFTER THE DIVORCE, I FARMED IN THE COUNTRYSIDE