Chapter 111 My mother’s boyfriend is Shan Mingli?
Shan Qingshan immediately believed what she said.
Because his mother's name was not mentioned in the information released by the police.
Shan Qingshan was in an unstable mood, and suddenly he seemed unable to do anything but look at the letter.
Seeing that Shan Qingshan didn't respond, Zheng Xiumei explained anxiously.
"This letter... I'm sorry, I opened it to make sure you are Susan's child. I have a photo of her and me here. I'm not a liar."
With Shan Qingshan's current fame, there must be many people trying to get close to him in various ways.
Zheng Xiumei was afraid that he would misunderstand.
"I came to look for you last week, but I was disappointed. Look, this is a photo of your mother and I. At that time, we were still in college."
The photo was handed to me.
Shan Qingshan looked at the woman with a gentle smile in the photo and said softly, "I have never seen her."
Zheng Xiumei was stunned, with surprise and helplessness on her face.
Shan Qingshan stretched out his hand and found that his hands were shaking.
He took a deep breath, calmed down, and then spoke.
"Can you show me the letter?"
Zheng Xiumei quickly handed it over.
On the envelope it said: To myself five years later.
Signed: Susan.
Shan Qingshan's eyes and heart felt burned.
Zheng Xiumei explained: "This was an activity organized by our counselor when I was in college. They asked us to write a letter and they would mail it for us five years later. The counselor couldn't find your mother, so I kept it for her."
Shan Qingshan opened the letter, and the beautiful handwriting came into view——
Susan five years later:
How are you?
Was the baby born safely?
Is it a boy or a girl?
Does Shan Mingli still love you as before?
…
The moment Shan Mingli's name appeared, Shan Qingshan felt as if the blood flowing in his body stopped for a moment.
Some secret hidden in the dark was beckoning to him.
Shan Qingshan felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff.
It is night, it is an abyss.
He was terrified.
This feeling was like a long black arrow that pierced through Shan Qingshan's heart and lungs, letting the cold wind pour into his body, making him feel cold all over. It was also like a gust of wind that made the trees and grass tremble.
Zheng Xiumei didn't know where Shan Qingshan saw it, but she guessed that it must be this letter that hurt Shan Qingshan.
His face changed.
Shan Qingshan took a deep breath and continued reading.
No matter what the answers to these questions are, what I want to tell you now, five years from now, is that at this moment, I am very happy and looking forward to the birth of this child.
How strange, before he was born, even before the fetal heartbeat, I already felt that he was the person I loved most in the world, and I was willing to give everything for him.
Now that Mingli has lost contact, I want to find him and make an effort for my life and my children.
We have agreed to get married and name our child Shan Qingshan. He even bought a ring. I don't believe he would suddenly abandon us, so I want to go find him. No matter what the result is, I can accept it.
…
Those few short lines echoed horribly in Shan Qingshan's mind.
He felt like his world was collapsing.
Everything in the past is collapsing.
The whole world is like a huge paint palette, with different colors being driven and mixed together, turning into a suffocating black.
Shan Qingshan suddenly sped up the speed of reading the letter, as if he had lost his patience. But his eyes were fixed on it, and he wanted to pierce through the full text with his eyes.
He wished he could see the truth of that year in an instant and understand everything he wanted to know.
But paper is short and feelings are long, and it can only carry so much.
Susan's unrepentant attitude, determination and bright future expectations.
It's all in the last sentence -
May Xiaoshan and I live a peaceful life.
Come to an abrupt stop.
But Shan Qingshan's vision had already become blurred, the words disappeared like smoke, and only two small mounds of earth were left in front of him.
Grandma's words echoed in my ears.
"This is your uncle. Next time you come, burn more and kowtow to him more."
"As a family, of course we should stay together."
…
The memories and the letter were like a ferocious beast that swallowed up Shan Qingshan in an instant.
He raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Xiumei.
His eyes were red and there were tears in them.
Zheng Xiumei also wanted to cry after seeing this.
"Are you okay? Are you okay?"
"My mother's boyfriend is Shan Mingli?"
He was like an illiterate child, who had clearly seen it but was still asking questions.
Zheng Xiumei nodded.
"Your mother and Shan Mingli met while working part-time outside of school. They dated for quite a while and were planning to get married, but suddenly he disappeared. Don't you know where he is?"
"He's dead."
That's what his memory told him.
But now,
What is true?
What is fake?
Can he trust his own memory and the people around him?
Zheng Xiumei: "I saw on the Internet that your father is Shan Huai?"
"Hmm..." Shan Qingshan looked confused, "It seems not."
There is a time at the end of the letter.
According to this time, he is Shan Mingli's child.
Zheng Xiumei couldn't help it anymore and turned her face away.
"When your mother was young, we were best friends, but after she took leave from school, we suddenly disappeared. She..."
Zheng Xiumei couldn't bear to stab the child in the heart again, but she really wanted to know.
"How did she die?"
"Difficult labor." That should be it.
Maybe not.
Zheng Xiumei wiped her tears and forced a smile.
"She will be very happy to see that you are so successful. If you have any questions, I can tell you. Or, if you still have doubts, you can check it out. I am working in the health center now... I will give you my phone number, you can contact me anytime."
Shan Qingshan handed over the phone and added the number.
"How did you find me?"
Zheng Xiumei looked at him, and through him she looked at her college friend.
"You look like her."
Zheng Xiumei stepped forward and patted his arm.
Holding back tears.
"That's great. Now that you've grown up, you can come to my house for dinner when you have time, huh?"
Shan Qingshan nodded and put away the letter. "Can I make a copy of this photo?"
"Can."
"Then I'll take you out."
"good."
Shan Qingshan sent Zheng Xiumei into a taxi.
He watched the car disappear, but his feet seemed to have taken root and did not move.
"That's Qingshan's little treasure!"
"He seems to be a little bit strange..."
"Qingshan Xiaobao, are you okay?"
Shan Qingshan came back to his senses, his eyes were empty, he shook his head woodenly, and walked towards the rental house in a daze.
When he got home, he opened the door.
Zhou Chong was changing shoes in the entrance hall. Seeing him, he was obviously relieved and took off his shoes again.
"I called you but you didn't answer. Where have you been? Why did it take you so long to walk here from school? Come in quickly. Why are your hands so cold? Xiaobao, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so sad? Have you been crying?"