Many people say that.
Wang Shouren was a very thoughtful person.
Calculating, scheming.
Throughout his life, he never stopped scheming.
Even his women each have their own uses.
This is a conspiracy theory.
But they were right about one thing.
He was indeed repenting, but not to the guys he had schemed against.
It was his women, not his women.
Does he really love Qin Huairu?
He didn't know anything; all he knew was that back then, he coveted Qin Huairu's body—it was that simple. Of course, he had his reasons: having transmigrated, wasn't he allowed to indulge himself? He acted without restraint, not only sleeping with her but also taking advantage of her guilt to take Qin Jingru for himself.
As for Lou Xiao'e, he indeed couldn't control himself.
Even after taking Lou Xiao'e, he was still thinking about how to develop his influence in Hong Kong.
It can be said that his so-called liking and love are based on physical desires and calculations for the future.
So, when his woman asks him if he truly loves them...
He dared not answer.
When he realized that this world was a real world, he understood how many awful things he had done.
He was not a saint after all; when he did something wrong, he was punished.
This punishment might be like this: sitting by the window, reminiscing about the past, and recalling the time we spent together.
That loneliness tormented him to the point of madness; the more beautiful the memories, the more despairing the loneliness became. Only now did he understand that some loves, by the time they can be expressed, are already too late.
At his age, it was too late for him to realize his true nature.
He sighed softly, closed his eyes, and could only recall the beautiful memories of the past in his dreams.
Wang Shouren's strategy was correct.
No one bothers him in his room anymore.
On ordinary days, they would occasionally come to visit him.
At other times, he would stroll down the street.
Recently, he discovered some fun things, namely, wandering around.
When people want to reminisce, they can always find many things to remember.
He and several women had lived in this area for many years, wandering around and reminiscing about the past. Often, a day would pass by in the blink of an eye. Sometimes, before he had even thought about it, someone would come out and ask him to go back.
This terrified Wang Xirou; she thought her father had developed Alzheimer's.
When she found out, she discovered that her father didn't have dementia at all; he had simply been playing too much and forgot to come home. This infuriated her, and she almost yelled at him.
Wang Shouren ignored her anger and continued strolling around by himself.
For him, whether he sleeps or not doesn't matter much, and whether he thinks or not doesn't matter much either.
The only meaningful thing is to endure, to endure the last period of life.
As spring turned to autumn, he became increasingly confused.
In his dazed state, he seemed to hear someone crying and shouting beside him, forcing him to put aside those beautiful memories and return to reality.
He felt like he recognized the old woman in front of him, yet he was also somewhat dazed.
Lian Nuannuan cried as she spoke to Wang Shouren.
say what?
It seems they're saying Xu Yuanzheng is failing.
Xu Yuanzheng?
Who is it?
Oh, I remember now, it's my youngest son.
He looked around and found that Wang Xirou and Wang Ruiming were both beside him, which gave him a headache.
Wang Siren is gone. Now, is it Xu Yuanzheng's turn?
His mind is starting to sluggish.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and with the last of his strength, patted Lian Nuannuan's hand, which was his way of comforting her.
He remembered that at the gathering that day, he felt Xu Yuanzheng's pulse; it was already terminal. It seemed he was being kept alive by some kind of medicine, but in reality, he didn't have many days left. That kid had inherited his skills in traditional Chinese medicine; in a sense, he was practically a celestial being. He himself knew his time was running out, and Wang Shouren knew that even if he intervened, he couldn't save him.
"Dad, Dad." Wang Xirou waved her hand in front of Wang Shouren.
She felt that her father had most likely become an immortal.
It's hard to imagine someone eating, sleeping, using the toilet, and going for walks on time every day. But this person is like a corpse; when called, they don't respond, just walking silently. When they reach a certain place, they stop, either sitting down to rest or standing to admire the scenery, occasionally flashing a smile.
Reminiscing about the past?
No, Wang Xirou felt that her father was already immersed in the world of the past, and he was using this method to waste the rest of his time.
As for the reality, he probably doesn't care anymore.
Perhaps she shouldn't have let Lian Nuannuan come today. In this world, perhaps there's no one left he cares about.
Thinking of this, Wang Xirou felt somewhat dissatisfied again.
They're all getting on in years, with plenty of children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Why are they so caught up in those fantasies and can't seem to break free?
It's quiet again now.
Even after Nuannuan cried herself to sleep and went to rest, she still couldn't get the old man to move.
After the two women left, Wang Shouren said to Wang Ruiming beside him, "Ruiming, have someone from the notary office come over."
Wang Ruiming's heart skipped a beat.
"What are you standing there for?" Wang Shouren glared at him.
You might say he's really senile, but he isn't. He's just reached a certain level of enlightenment. Whether he enters a meditative state or not is entirely up to his personal preference.
He figured that he would probably live on these memories from now on, and he should take care of what needed to be said before he died.
"Okay...okay."
"Call your sister in later too. Don't worry about Xu Yuanzheng; that kid's about to leave anyway. Also, find someone to manage Si Ren's affairs."
"Dad...you..."
"Go." Wang Shouren said nothing more, only saying "Go."
Now, he's too lazy to even bother explaining.
Wang Ruiming is still very fast.
A new head of the family has arrived from Wang Siren's lineage. It's Wang Siren's eldest son, Wang Mingyue. His name sounds feminine, but he's a decisive fellow. He joined the army at 18 and retired at 24. His time in the military changed him completely. Upon returning, he officially took over Wang Siren's company. Wang Siren, much like his mother, relentlessly pushed her son through the wringer.
But Wang Mingyue persevered. Wang Siren's methods were far more ruthless than Lou Xiao'e's back then. Because the challenges Wang Mingyue faced were much greater than before.
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