Fu Sinian, the richest man in the imperial capital, has an open secret: he hides in his heart a Bai Yueguang who died young.
And I am the substitute he brought home, docile and well-behaved, always available when called upon.
Until that day, when he was drunk and pinched my chin: "You will never be as good as her."
I smiled and nodded, handing over the signed divorce agreement.
Three months later, we met again at the airport, and he threw away his tens of billions of contracts and chased her like crazy.
He asked me with red eyes: "Why is there nothing under your tombstone?"
The little girl next to me hugged my legs, raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Mom, why is this uncle crying?"
Reader comments
I thought it was a piece of bloody stand-in literature about chasing a wife in a crematorium, but I didn't expect the writing to be so good. The inner emotions are written very delicately. There is no sticky routine of love and love and entanglement. There is not a single sentence in the whole text explaining who Bai Yueguang is and what happened to the male protagonist. However, people gradually let go of the pain along with the female protagonist, because the male protagonist really uses his life to repent and make up for his wife and daughter. In front of the mountain of father's love, in the face of life and death, everything is a small matter.
I thought it was a piece of bloody stand-in literature about chasing a wife in a crematorium, but I didn't expect the writing to be so good. The inner emotions are written very delicately. There is no sticky routine of love and love and entanglement. There is not a single sentence in the whole text explaining who Bai Yueguang is and what happened to the male protagonist. However, people gradually let go of the pain along with the female protagonist, because the male protagonist really uses his life to repent and make up for his wife and daughter. In front of the mountain of father's love, in the face of life and death, everything is a small matter.