Chapter 288 The two-faced wild rose that the military commander wants to provoke (End)

Time always passes quickly in happy moments, and the two children are becoming more and more handsome and beautiful.

As they grow up, their appearance combines the best features of their parents and develops their own unique looks.

At the age of fifteen, you have to learn from your parents to take over the family business and power.

Wen Zheyun likes listening to music and wants to make a living in music. When he was ten years old, he had the idea of ​​studying abroad, but if he left, he would not be able to see his parents for many years.

As he was still young, he suppressed this idea. By the age of 18, he had already learned a lot of methods and abilities to manage a business. Wen Yansheng said that he would let him go abroad for two years, and when he returned at the age of 20, he would officially take over the Wen family.

He thought about it and agreed. The burden on his shoulders was shared equally between him and his sister. However, his parents were willing to respect his opinion. The boy always wanted to go out and see the world. It was not like when he was a child, when he felt sad every day going to school and was uncomfortable not being able to see his parents.

But her sister was unwilling to leave here across the ocean. At this time, the 18-year-old Wen Zhexi had already relied on his mother's influence to thrive in Haiping and gain fame.

Lin Muqing only wants them to live happily and have the ability to enrich their lives. As for going abroad, she gives him encouragement and money. Wen Yansheng, based on his experience, gives some practical suggestions.

Wen Zhexi has many hobbies. She also likes music and painting. In her spare time, she will invite foreigners to teach her at home. Seeing that she really likes it, Lin Muqing personally teaches her to play the piano.

Wen Zhexi was so surprised after hearing her play the piano that he hugged her coquettishly and said, "My mom is so amazing. She knows everything."

"Mom didn't know anything before. She couldn't even distinguish the sounds like you. But later she learned it and she could do it." Lin Muqing recalled some distant memories. She was not sad, but still showed a gentle smile.

"Then mommy, please teach me later. I'm so happy. Daddy must have never heard of it either."

"What haven't you heard of?" More than a decade later, Wen Yansheng had a few more crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, but other than that, he was still tall and handsome as ever as he walked in from outside the garden.

"Mom just played the piano."

"Madam, how much do you think I don't know?" Wen Yansheng looked at her and said with a smile.

"No, it just bounced a little."

"Oh, I'd better go first." Wen Zhexi envied his parents' love for each other.

"Why are you leaving? It's almost time for lunch." Wen Yansheng took his wife's hand and walked towards the restaurant.

The three of them planned to go visit Wen Zheyun who was living abroad during the New Year.

The family of four lives a happy and warm life.

After Wen Zheyun left Haiping for two years, he learned the music he liked and came back. The boy had hidden his edge and had become more elegant, but the sharpness he had acquired as a child shocked everyone a little when he took over the Wen family.

Not until they were able to stand on their own did they gradually let go.

When Wen Yansheng was 90 years old, she was also 80 years old.

When Wen Yansheng lay on the hospital bed with white hair, he seemed to know that his end was approaching. After talking to the children, they were the only two left in the ward.

Lin Muqing's eyes were already filled with tears, and she had become an elegant and gentle old lady.

Wen Yansheng held her hand, still with great strength, a tight strength, as if he was afraid that if he let go of her hand the next second, he would no longer have the strength to hold it.

"Qing'er, I can't bear to leave you. What can I do?"

The voice that was full of vigor in the past was now a little slow, and every word expressed his reluctance, but the love in his eyes for her was still clearly visible.

Lin Muqing's eyes were filled with a mixture of love and pain, which turned into tears. She gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying out loud, and after a while she spoke:

"Marshal, I have called you Marshal all my life. You will always be the brave and handsome Marshal in my mind. I can't bear to let you go..."

But she also had to be willing to let go, because she couldn't use systemic drugs to interfere with life, so she could only obey the laws of the world every time and leave when she had to.

"Don't cry, the Marshal will feel bad."

These words made her burst into tears and her lips pursed tightly.

Wen Yansheng wanted to raise his hands to wipe her tears, but his arms were unable to lift them. He really wanted to hug her like he used to, but now he couldn't stand up straight because he was breathing oxygen. He began to suffer from hypoxia due to organ failure and might not be able to breathe in the next second.

He still had a lot to say. The world was so big, and there were still many places he had not been to with her.

Wen Yansheng spoke in a gentle and weak tone as he slowly expressed his final regret.

"My life is wonderful. The first half of my life was wonderful because of the ups and downs, and the second half of my life was wonderful because of Qing'er..."

"If I'm gone in the future, Qing'er must be well. Times have begun to change..."

"But I didn't have the chance to see it myself. Can you take a look for me?"

Lin Muqing listened to him speaking slowly. His hands tightened around hers again and again. Each time he couldn't control himself, he let go and tightened his grip again. She rested her face on the back of his hand and cried silently.

His words were tantamount to fear that she would follow him. Lin Muqing did not give a direct answer to this question. Her throat seemed to be blocked by cotton and her breath became a "hmm". She hurriedly took the water cup and put a straw in it to moisten his throat.

"I have lived my whole life for you. Now that you are gone, I should also..."

"Promise me, promise me..." He repeated these three words.