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If you suddenly discovered one day that you were about to die, and you could almost certainly pinpoint the exact day you would die, what would you do?
I spent the whole night thinking about this question.
Finally, I decided to write a will.
Written for Song Qingrong.
However, when it came time to actually pick up the pen, my feelings were somewhat complicated. Having lived for so many years and experienced so many things, I never thought that one day I would actually reach the point of writing a will.
I smoked three cigarettes in a row, and only after the smoke made me cough did I start writing the first sentence.
【will】
[July 11, 2024, Xu Ruoli.]
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I won't go into the details, but it basically means leaving all my remaining assets to Song Qingrong. Although I'm not exactly all alone in this world, I can say I have no ties, and I don't even have a proper home.
So once the divorce decree between me and Gu Nianci is issued, I will no longer have any connection with anyone else regarding what I have left.
Although I can't make Song Qingrong and the others rich and powerful, they'll be able to live comfortably without me in the days that follow.
But I left one last thing.
If Song Qingrong remarries in the future, my inheritance will not be considered joint property between them.
I'm not sure if this statement is useful, since I've never written a will.
But this is all I can do now, to protect Song Qingrong as a last resort.
When I'm gone, she'll eventually get married. If her marriage isn't happy, at least what I leave her will give her some security, so she doesn't end up in a miserable state.
After all, this world is cruel and realistic.
Of course, I still hope she can be happy.
By the time I finished writing my will, it was almost dawn.
I wasn't sleepy at all. After putting the will away, I went straight to the kitchen. Over the years, I've had a habit of making breakfast every morning. However, most of the time Gu Nianci doesn't eat it, and I usually eat the breakfast I make by myself. I only throw it away when I can't eat anymore.
However, it seems that this time there won't be a similar situation.
I had just started to make a move when Song Qingrong hugged me from behind. Before I could ask, she said, "Didn't you sleep all night?"
I was taken aback for a moment.
She added, "I noticed your room light was on all night."
"You didn't sleep all night either?" I was a little surprised.
"It's not that, it's just that our two rooms are connected, and if you don't turn off the light, I can't sleep well." Song Qingrong's words didn't contain complaint, but rather a hint of concern. "What are you thinking about?"
"It's nothing," I said with a smile, "I'm writing my will."
"will?"
I felt Song Qingrong's hand tremble slightly. Clearly, the words "will" didn't suit her well. Just as I was thinking about whether to lie to her again, she suddenly smiled and said, "What?"
"Are you really planning to leave me some inheritance?"
I admit that when I heard her say that, I felt as if something had tugged at my heartstrings. I felt a little sad, but also a kind of indescribable happiness.
This is probably the unique feeling that Song Qingrong gave me.
No matter what, my feelings are always her first consideration.
Even if she is in great pain, she will not think of herself first.
But the more she acted like this, the more I felt sorry for her love.
If I were to grant this request, what merit or ability would I possess?
After letting out a sigh in my heart, I smiled and said, "You guessed right."
"Let me see?" Song Qingrong asked again.
“That won’t do!” I shook my head and said, “It’s not the right time yet.”
"When can we do that?"
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