A person may experience great changes, their personality may change, and they may learn new things, but the words they write from childhood to adulthood will not lie.

Even if you want to change your handwriting, it would take a long time; it's impossible for it to change suddenly.

Moreover, the information in his investigation was very detailed. After leaving the Su family, Su Shuqiao spent a long time making a living and had no time to "practice calligraphy".

He even considered twins today, but rejected the idea in a second.

...So perceptive.

Wen Shuqiao was rendered speechless.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Shen Jiazhou's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. When he said those words, he was actually feeling uneasy.

Because this is highly illogical, even fanciful.

But seeing Wen Shuqiao like this, his heart was at ease.

Knowing Wen Shuqiao as he did, if things weren't like that, she would have immediately refuted and explained, but she remained silent.

Shen Jiazhou leaned back on the sofa, his gaze falling on the diary. He asked softly, "When I was in my forties, did I really jump into the sea?"

Wen Shuqiao snapped out of her daze, opened her mouth, and shook her head: "I... don't know either, but Wen Zhixia shouldn't write anything wrong."

The two fell silent. The only sound in the room was from the television, which was playing a popular variety show. The celebrities on the show were laughing heartily, a stark contrast to the atmosphere in the living room.

Shen Jiazhou let out a soft "Ah": "So I only have ten or twenty years left."

Wen Shuqiao replied softly, "It's all up to people. Now that you and Cancan have left the Shen family, things are getting better every day."

Without the burden of the Shen family, Shen Jiazhou and Cancan will surely live to be a hundred years old.

Shen Jiazhou merely curled his lips into a smile, but there was little mirth in his eyes: "Is that so?"

He himself didn't quite believe it.

In fact, Shen Jiazhou accepted his death very quickly; he didn't care how he died.

He cares about Can Can.

“Although she didn’t write it in detail, I can roughly guess why,” Shen Jiazhou said. “Because of Can Can, I can’t completely break away from the Shen family, and I still have to suppress them and not allow them to stand out.”

Although we live in a new society now, for large families like theirs, the fighting and infighting will only intensify.

He fully understands his current choice. If Wen Shuqiao hadn't covered for him, his choice might have been the same as another version of himself.

In the Shen family, kinship is the least important thing; only self-interest can win people's hearts.

Wen Shuqiao took another sip of water.

Shen Jiazhou turned his head to look at her: "Shu Qiao".

Wen Shuqiao grasped the water glass, stood up, and said, "I'll go get a glass of water."

But before he could take a single step, his hand, which was hanging down, was grabbed.

Wen Shuqiao turned around slightly to look over.

Shen Jiazhou was looking up at her.

His eyes were like the unfathomable depths of the ocean, as if they could suck people in.

"I don't want to hear your lies," Shen Jiazhou said in a low voice. "I just want to know who the person I like really is."