The death of his wife was equivalent to cutting off Fu Yusheng's obsession for more than 20 years. Without blood, he broke him in half. From then on, he was no longer complete and would always be half missing.

He looked at Ye Jian, but it didn't seem to be looking at Ye Jian, and his eyes were a little disintegrating.

The daughter's surname is "Ye", not "Fu". He thought that she should not marry someone else, but she was afraid that she would not want to meet her again.

He thought that if this is true...that would be fine. When he took a look from a distance, he would not disturb her if he knew that she was doing well.

I thought so, but I only dared to think so.

He didn't dare to think about other consequences, for fear that he had thought too much.

What the old man said today has already sounded the alarm for him, and he dared not think about it.

As long as people are alive, he really dares not ask for anything else.

He will let go of his persistence, let go of his past, and live his life with his daughter in the future.

Then the result he least wanted to know happened. The woman he loved the most, his beloved wife, died more than ten years ago.

"I said I would marry her and let her live a good life in the future. Your mother will definitely think that men are still unreliable. The words they say are no different from the water they poured out. They are all casually said and they will forget them."

"Hongmei must have blamed me. She didn't even say a word of hello... The person disappeared. On the day we got our marriage certificate, she was sure that we had agreed to wait until the sun sets."

"Your mother, she usually looks gentle and gentle, but she is a woman who can endure hardships. There are so many female soldiers who are selected to be the first batch of special female soldiers in our country. You don't know how powerful your mother is, especially the shooting skills. The leader in the army has to praise her a few words, but even male soldiers are not as good as those of them."

"Such a powerful female soldier was chased by me, a weak scholar. She clearly agreed to live a good life, but I disappeared on the day of getting the marriage certificate. How sad she is and how much she hates me."

Ye Jian, who was sitting opposite, burst into tears. Hearing Fu's last sentence, "I hate me so much", Ye Jian shook his head desperately with tears in his eyes, "No, no, mom doesn't hate you. I really don't hate you..." He was just disappointed.

"Sit from morning to morning, wait until the sun rises to the top of his head, wait until the sun sets, wait until it gets dark, but he hasn't come yet..."

"The person I love has no news anymore, as if it has disappeared. I disappeared, but I am pregnant, leaving his blood to remind me that falling in love with him is not a dream..." Ye Jian said softly as his mother wrote in his diary, his voice was light and soft, like the evening breeze in summer and the snow breeze in the cold winter.

Hearing the words written by his deceased wife in his diary, the chief engineer of missile research and development looked miserable. He clenched his fists tightly, until his finger bones were ferocious as if they were about to penetrate the skin without letting go.

His eyes were red, and tears seemed to flow out, but they never happened.

Faced with the wrongful accusation of that year, Chief Engineer Fu Yusheng, never cried, nor did he have red eyes. Now, because of the words in his deceased wife's diary, this dignified chief engineer of missile research and development was red.

He didn't cry, but Ye Jian felt that he was crying, it was the crying deep in his soul.

The real sadness is not the kind that can be revealed in the form and manifested on the surface, but it is pressed hard into the heart and I don’t know what method to vent it.
Chapter completed!