Look at the letters my mother left behind to see if there are any clues or any expression of her nostalgia for Professor Chen.
When he came back, his grandfather asked him to recognize Professor Chen as his godfather, and he and Professor Chen got along well.
After the old villa is rebuilt, he and Professor Chen will live there in their old age and he will take care of their children in the future.
Professor Chen never married in his life because of his mother.
Since he is someone her mother deeply loves, he is also loved by her grandfather and is the mentor of her own husband.
Song Wanwan thought it was a good thing. Kind people should be treated well.
What's more, Professor Chen really treats her like his own daughter, so she is very willing.
Song Wanwan found the small mahogany box containing the letter.
"Grandpa, I'll put it here. You can take a look at it after you finish your bath."
"good."
After Song Wanwan finished speaking, he went into the second bedroom and made the bed for his grandfather.
As soon as I entered, I saw the man had already spread out his clothes in an orderly manner.
"Oh, I didn't realize that Young Master Rong had this skill!" The man had long arms and was very strong.
I also have obsessive-compulsive disorder and the sheets are made neatly.
It was just putting on the quilt, which seemed a bit difficult. At this time, I crawled into the quilt and laid out the four corners flat inside.
It looks a little funny and a little cute.
After Song Wanwan finished speaking, Rong Luchi crawled out from under the quilt.
Then pull the zipper and shake it hard.
alright.
“So fast!”
"You only realized how powerful I am today? Huh?" Rong Luchi's hair was slightly messy, and his angular and handsome face was full of arrogance.
Song Wanwan laughed: "I really found a treasure."
Since she didn't help, I'll reward her with two kisses.
After being kissed, Rong Luchi smiled dotingly.
"Ahem, it's getting late. We've been busy all day. Let's go back and rest."
Song Wanwan was still clinging to Rong Luchi, feeling a little embarrassed for being caught like this: "Okay, then Grandpa, go to bed early. If you need anything, call me and I'll come right over."
Song Wanwan grabbed Rong Luchi's hand and pulled him out of the room.
Slip away. Slip away.
"Good night, Grandpa."
"Yeah." Old Master Song nodded while holding the wooden box.
After the young couple left, he carefully placed the wooden box on the bedside table before going to wash up.
About twenty minutes later, Mr. Song came out after washing up, put on his reading glasses, and opened the letter as if he was looking at a treasure.
Looking at the familiar handwriting on the yellowed papers, the old man's weathered face suddenly showed emotions.
Young love is deep, obscure and romantic.
It's all between the lines.
The old man couldn't stop crying as he watched.
Looking at my wife's letters and my daughter's drawings when she was young.
Everything seems like it happened yesterday.
The old man watched from nine o'clock until late at night.
After reading the letter, he took a deep breath, feeling both at peace and lonely.
After a long pause, he was about to put all the letters back into the box.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the corner of another envelope at the bottom of the box.
Does this box have a hidden bottom layer?
How could he not know?
The old man put down the letter in his hand and reached out to dial it.
This box is of good quality, but it fell apart a little when Song Wanyi and Song Haotian were snatching it away.
The letter hidden at the bottom was finally revealed.
Out of curiosity, Mr. Song uncovered the bottom layer.
There was a letter lying inside.
The words on the cover were from his daughter.
Old Master Song had an idea and quickly picked it up.
When he opened it, he was shocked by the familiar handwriting and unfamiliar content.
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