A Dream of Red Mansions: The Confidante Butler

, and left, no one knew how she spent the days and nights full of suffering.

Leaving, or leaving, she laughed at herself, since this is the ending she already knew, why did she shed tears so disappointingly?Knowing the ending a long time ago, why does she still want to fight for it? Why, she wants to fall in love with someone who doesn't love herself?

Why do they all fall in love with someone who doesn't love themselves?

Tang Ran'er couldn't forget the way You Yunxi closed her eyes at the last moment: it was a kind of relief, the relief of not needing to love anymore.Smile and leave the last touch of warmth in the world.

51 Wounds

Shen Zhenjia never believed that Keqing would leave because he saw him tearing up with other women, not to mention that he was in a coma at that time, and it was even more unbelievable that Keqing, who was as smart as Keqing, could not see what was wrong.After two months of treatment and exercise, he was finally able to walk unaided with the support of crutches.

For two months, there was no news from Keqing, and Shen Zhenjia's patience had reached its limit, especially when he thought of the words "take care of Mrs. Shen" that Xiao Yu'er said before leaving, he became even more uneasy.

You Yunxi died of an overdose of sedatives. When Shen Zhenjia held her hand in the "injection" position, the cold body temperature destroyed his usual calmness and indifference. Everyone backed out, and he just held You Yun like that. Xi's hand stayed quietly all afternoon, when Shen Zhenjia was helped out of the bedroom, Tang Ran'er clearly felt that the person in front of her suddenly aged, as if time had finally caught up with her pace, and Bai Bai Frost stained the man's temples.

At You Yunxi's funeral, Shen Zhenjia stared at the person in the black-and-white photo, smiled lightly, beautiful and elegant, such a woman is probably hard to find in the world, and he actually delayed her life until the last moment, in the mourning hall Crowds of people, elegiac couplets and wreaths, night and day.

Shen Zhenjia didn't know why he was afraid. He looked at the bustling crowd, and seemed to see Ke Qing.And this place seemed to be Keqing's final destination. He didn't understand why she had such an idea, so he cut it off, because he didn't want her to leave in any way.

Now Shen Zhenjia, the most common sentence every day is about Keqing.

Is there any news about her?

Did you find her?

where is she?

Is she doing well?

The kitchen told him that the daily meals were all recipes memorized by the housekeeper, so he moved his chopsticks to eat some of the meals.

The flower farmer told him that the roses planted by the housekeeper were blooming just right, so he walked out of the office and finally got some sunshine.

Ah Xiang will still hold the flower arrangement and place it on the table in the study, but now, he will also put another pot of flowers on the window sill in front of Keqing's room. miss.

Shen Zhenjia opened the drawer and looked at the memories of the past. He stroked Keqing's smiling face in the photo, regretting why he didn't smile at her more times.

……

In the quiet cemetery, the grass is lush, a black Land Rover is parked by the roadside, the driver gets out of the car and opens the door, Shen Zhenjia walks down on crutches, after 14 years, he finally knows where Bai Rong's cemetery is.

Shen Zhenjia looked at the photo on the tombstone quietly, with bright smiling eyes, smiling as before.

In front of the tombstone, there is a withered lily.

Shen Zhenjia leaned over and put down the lily in his hand, and couldn't help but think of the song "Red Rose".

This is a choice of white and red.

Shen Zhenjia closed his eyes, tears streaming down.

Tang Ran'er and the driver stood in the distance, and the people on the hillside stood tall, looking thin and powerless.

He was obviously such a strong person, but Tang Ran'er understood.

……

Tang Ran'er also served as the housekeeper of the Shen family. Looking through the records written by Keqing, she always thought that Keqing was a delicate person, but she had never heard of any university where she had further studies. The graceful handwriting Densely filling the paper is an effective method, and even made an evaluation of the handling that went wrong.

Such a beautiful butler, such a lovely person, is fascinating.

Tang Ran'er looked through it for several days, and she managed the Shen family as a secretary successfully in this way, but Qing's contribution is indisputable.

Sitting in Keqing's room on the second floor, Tang Ran'er quietly stared at the enchanting and charming roses in the back garden through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and "Red Rose" rang in her ears. Written on the last page of the notebook, "Did you think of her face when you were hugging me, and me, the insignificant blush?"

Love is so worrying about gains and losses, Tang Ran'er lost strength and buried herself in her lap sobbing.

With frozen ink, time stands still, what kind of mood did she write down these pains?

Hearing the sound of crutches hitting the floor, Tang Ran'er looked up at Shen Zhenjia who was standing in front of her. Under the gold-rimmed glasses were a pair of tormented eyes. Already exhausted.Tang Ran'er stood up and helped him to sit down, put the notebook in her hand on the small table in front of her, and turned to go out. The moment the door closed, she seemed to hear crying from inside.

After a light sleep that day in the hospital, Shen Zhenjia called out the name "Bai Rong", causing Keqing's irreparable wound.

It's true that Qing is smiling, but when will she show her sadness in front of others?

She is stubborn and forbearing.

However, Shen Zhenjia caressed those lines of elegant calligraphy, but why was she so stubborn in front of him?

"Ke'er, without you, how should I live?"

……

How long has it been? I feel like my heart is going to dry up, and there is no color in the world anymore. Tang Ran'er almost ran up to her arms, and almost forced her way into the bedroom on the second floor. Qing's room was dealing with business, and before he could reprimand him, Tang Ran'er threw a fax in front of him.

Tang Ran'er was panting heavily, unable to speak coherently, she kept pointing her fingers at the fax, the joy of excitement was revealed on her cheeks, and the intermittent words in her mouth finally formed a complete sentence.

"Yes, Keqing, look for it, I found it!"

However, Shen Zhenjia had already picked up the fax in front of him, and the signature was Shen Rongjia. Shen Zhenjia put on his crutches and stood up trembling. He couldn't believe it was true, but her address was clearly in his hand.

"Help me, let's go, let's go!"

Tang Ran'er supported Shen Zhenjia's hand, she could clearly feel that the boss of the vertical and horizontal business world was trembling uncontrollably at this moment, two lines of tears flowed down Shen Zhenjia's face in his tone and steps.

……

He finally saw Keqing again, who was lying on the bed and smiling at him.

That smile is the only warmth that can penetrate into his world, but why is her face so pale, why does she look so tired, why, she turned her eyes away from him?

It was difficult for Shen Zhenjia to walk step by step, but he still stubbornly wanted to walk in front of her, like when he first saw her, he approached her slowly, took her away arbitrarily, and took her into his own world.

A baby's cry disturbed all his thoughts.

"Master, that's Keqing's child, the Lord's child, and our child!"

But Qing said in a nonchalant manner, and looked lovingly at the baby lying beside him, crying with open teeth and claws, but Qing couldn't help coughing a few times, the suffocating red stained her cheeks, giving her a moving beauty: She is a mother!

"Ker, I don't want a child, I don't want anything, I just want you, you are not allowed to leave, you are gone, how do I live, how do I live!" Shen Zhenjia fell down beside Ke Qing , but Keqing was still smiling, with the serenity of dying, she raised her hand and stroked Shen Zhenjia's hair lightly, and found that the white hair suddenly increased, but she still just stroked it.

Her gaze was as peaceful as an angel's.

Ke Qing raised her body and gently kissed the corner of his lips, then fell back on the bed again, with a dark purple scar looming in the messy hair, Shen Zhenjia's hand stroked the terrifying scar, but Ke Qing turned her head away open.

She is the treasure in his heart, how can she endure such great pain?

"Keqing, I'm sorry!" Shen Zhenjia kissed Keqing's hand, tears streaming down the back of his hand, he was sad these days, so what about Keqing, will it be even more sad?

But Qing just smiled and stroked his face.

"My lord, don't cry, okay? You smile really beautifully, but you always smile very little. Can you smile for me now? In the future, can you smile for me for a long time?"

Ke Qing sniffed the scent of roses in his hair, and said leisurely: "I love you! I wanted to go on with you like this, for the rest of my life, to hug you quietly and listen to your heartbeat quietly, but , Is it because you are too kind, or my sin is too deep, it has become a luxury. Don't give up anything for me, because the benefactor I love is the one who works hard and will only work harder. So, please Live as if I love you. Promise me?"

Promise me?

Echoing in Shen Zhenjia's heart, what flashed in his mind was every day spent with her, the sweetness of every day, hugging and sleeping with her, enjoying the wind and rain with her, planting roses with her, practicing with her Tennis, so many memories with her, how to live, these memories are not enough for a lifetime of memories, he needs her to stay and create new memories, more, more, memories of happiness.

He doesn't agree!

Shen Zhenjia hugged Keqing tightly, "No, I don't agree, you are not allowed to leave, and you are not allowed to go there without my order! I love you, I can't live without you