Chapter 3 The Truth
Before Ye Ming's mother died, she once told him: The camphor wood box in her bedroom was a relic she left to Ye Ming's father, and it was locked with a lock. After her death, the box should not be burned, but kept
Keep it forever. If one day Ye Ming and his father have a chance and get to know each other, then this box will be handed over to his father; if Ye Ming never finds his father, then this box should never be opened.
Ming was not allowed to see what was inside.
Ye Ming was a filial son and never dared to disobey his mother. What's more, these were his mother's last words. Therefore, although his mother gave him the key to the camphor box before her death, he always followed his mother's instructions.
, I have never opened that box, and I have never seen what is in the box.
But now, when Ye Ming realized that the mystery of his life experience was likely to be solved, that his biological father was probably Secretary Lu, and that he could not directly investigate and inquire, he naturally thought of this animal.
Camphor wood box.
Since it is his mother's most important relic, Ye Ming always keeps this camphor wood box with him. No matter where he moves, he takes the box to his place of residence for safekeeping. Therefore, this box is now in his possession.
Inside the dormitory.
After thinking that this box might solve all his doubts, he jumped up from the office chair, quickly ran back to the dormitory, and dragged the antique camphor wood box from a corner of the bedroom.
He came out, unlocked the box with trembling hands, opened the lid and took a look. He saw a stack of letters neatly placed in the box, with a total of two to three hundred letters. On top of this large stack of letters,
An exquisite diary. Apart from that, there is nothing else.
Ye Ming looked at the large pile of letters and couldn't help but shed tears like raindrops: Obviously, these letters were written to his father but not sent by his mother and father after more than 20 years of separation.
A way for the mother to express her longing and concern for her father. She knew clearly that these letters could not be sent to his father, but she still insisted on writing them.
So much, which shows how deeply her mother misses her father. However, in Ye Ming's impression, her mother never confided to him her deep longing for her father, but buried it deeply in her heart.
The most secret place in my heart, I just occasionally express my feelings through this way of writing letters.
The diary above the letter must have been written by the mother for her father. It records her usual longing and concern for her father. Although this diary is not written every day, as long as she has thoughts and feelings,
The mother will record them, hoping that one day the father will be able to see this diary and realize her deep love for him...
Because he was not sure whether Secretary Lu was his biological father, Ye Ming still did not dare to read his mother's diary. So, while crying, he gently picked up the diary, put it aside, and picked it up casually.
An unsealed letter, put on top of the envelope
After taking a look, his body suddenly trembled and his eyes widened instantly: in the middle of the envelope, he saw the words: "Lu Zhiyuan (Yuan) personally expresses his gratitude". Apart from these few words, there was no other information.
: No recipient address, no return address, and no stamps.
Although Ye Ming had already felt that Secretary Lu was his biological father, when he saw Secretary Lu's name actually appearing on the unsent envelopes from his mother, Ye Ming still felt extremely shocked.
A little angry and puzzled: Secretary Lu should have known about his blood relationship with him for a long time, why did he keep hiding it from him? Why didn't he tell himself earlier? Is he still afraid that he would cause him some trouble? Or does he feel that
Is it possible that his biological son will affect his career advancement?
Thinking of this, a feeling of resentment arose in his heart: for so many years, his mother had worked hard to raise her, and she had no complaints against the father who abandoned them and her son, and she had always lived in obscurity in that rural middle school. However, his father was knowing
Even though he knew that he was his son, he still didn't want to recognize him as his son. He was only thinking about his own career and was afraid that he would affect his promotion. How could he be worthy of his mother who had made such a big sacrifice for him?
After staring blankly at the envelope for a few minutes, Ye Ming picked up the diary again, opened it, and saw a group photo posted on the title page of the diary. At a glance, he knew that this photo was from the envelope.
Taken in a state-run photo studio in the 1970s and 1980s: the background is a picture with rough lines and oily
A mottled landscape painting, in which the mother and a man in his thirties stood in front of the painting, holding hands and leaning their heads together. The smiles on their faces were a bit stiff and unnatural. Although the man was not the same as now.
The image of Secretary Lu was very different, but Ye Ming still recognized him at a glance.
Judging from the group photo, Lu Zhiyao was probably in his early thirties at that time, tall and thin, with a clear face and a vigorous youthfulness in his eyes; while his mother was probably about twenty years old, holding Lu Zhiyao tightly with her right hand.
Yao Yao's big, jagged palms looked a little nervous and a little uneasy. At the bottom of the group photo, there was a line of printed words: "Lu Yuan, photographed by Zhao Han on May 1, 19xx"...
Under this group photo, there is a line of beautiful pen words written by my mother: "Eternal Love". This line of words should be the theme of this diary.
When he saw this photo and his mother's handwriting, Ye Ming's face burst into tears again...
Next, Ye Ming sat blankly in the dormitory for nearly two hours. During these two hours, he neither read the letters nor read his mother's diaries, but kept crying silently.
Falling into deep longing for my mother...
Until almost five o'clock, Ye Ming's cell phone suddenly rang. He picked up the cell phone without any clues and looked at the caller ID, but it was Chen Mengqi calling.
Ye Ming quickly pressed the answer button, only to hear Chen Mengqi crying inside: "Brother Ye, something big happened here. Now many investors who have raised funds in our company have flocked to the company's finance department and asked to withdraw their funds in advance.
Fund raising. As the company currently has insufficient cash, it cannot fully meet their needs.
Withdrawal requests, many customers lost their temper and began to smash the company's office space, and some people began to rob the company's valuable office supplies. Now, there are still people pouring into the company from outside, and our security department can no longer control it.
Chapter completed!