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Shen Zhengxin let out a long sigh.
Then he began to recount, "More than a decade ago, I knew they were not dead! In fact, the rumors that your mother forced your father to hang himself were just that—rumors. Your mother did it to protect your father. No matter how Deng Xiaoya treated Shen Jingyu, he knew that Deng Xiaoya truly loved Shen Huai.
They completed that mission, restoring peace and tranquility to our country, but they vanished from our sight forever. How could I believe that my exceptionally talented son truly died on the battlefield? I used all my resources to search for them! Finally, one day five years later, I received news about them.
They didn’t want to come back because they had been broken. I don’t know the extent of their injuries, but my proud and noble son refused to return to see me! I know they are hiding in a forest near the Border! Over the years, they have received quite a few messages there. Sometimes your missions come with special orders that often lead you to places unknown to others. After you go there, you always manage to come back victorious.
I might have known then that they still possessed combat skills! I remember once when you went to the Border for a mission; I also received news that a wild man had helped you."
Shen Jingyu suddenly sat up straight. Shen Zhengxin's gaze told him that the man who had saved him and was now unrecognizable was his father?!
So, he and his father had once been so close? He almost dared not ask about the name of the man who had lost his leg.
The answer was already on the tip of his tongue. Shen Zhengxin nodded slightly, "If nothing unexpected happened, that would be your father-in-law! You little rascal, you even secretly got the certificate without telling your grandfather? When that girl recovers, bring her home so your grandmother and I can meet her!"
Shen Jingyu's heart felt as if it could not settle for a long time: Why didn’t they bring them back?
Shen Zhengxin gazed into the distance with his murky eyes: "I think now you might be able to bring them back! The team is going to give you an opportunity for commendation. After you finish this task next Monday, find a chance to meet them!"
"Will their identities be restored?" Shen Jingyu asked.
Shen Zhengxin said proudly, "They have always been at the upper echelon of your team! Secret operatives are always secret! Your father is my pride and should be yours too! I believe you will get along well with him."
Shen Zhengxin felt like an old man who had lived long enough; he had ultimately missed out on days filled with family joy alongside his son and grandson.
Shen Zhengxin needed to lean on a cane as he walked outside.
Shen Jingyu watched his figure, feeling a softness in his heart. Grandfather, you can still be with us!
A rare smile appeared on Shen Zhengxin's usually stern face. He left without turning back.
Shen Jingyu sat on the ground, feeling as if his emotions would never settle. He pondered how to share this news with his mother when she woke up.
Who would have thought that Deng Xiaoya would reveal a secret that had long been buried in his heart: I know he’s not dead; I’ve always known, but he doesn’t want to come back to see me. Even if I were to die, he still wouldn’t come back! I have never wronged you, Dad; it was my uncle who forced me to marry Mu Zhendong.
It was because your father left that my parents passed away as well. You cannot have any ties with the Shen family. The only thing I can do is hate you for walking the same path as your father!
Your father was a man I admired so much; he was like a deity in my heart. Even if he suffered the slightest injury, he wouldn’t come back to see me! Not even if I died! Unless I truly die, I will never see him again.
Jing Yu! You are not as handsome as your father, nor do you possess his charm. But you are my son, and I can see his shadow in you.
Shen Jingyu's expression showed a hint of helplessness. So, he was just a shadow of his father! Of course, in Deng Xiaoya's current state, he wouldn’t dare to resist her.
Mom, if you want to see him, just wait. Shen Jingyu vaguely sensed that Deng Xiaoya’s condition was worsening; her life force was draining away bit by bit.
She had already become thin and frail. Deng Xiaoya shook her head in fear: No! This connection is shallow; we shall not meet again in the next life. Let’s not torment each other anymore. I hope that in his heart, I will always remain the same as I once was!
Son! Our bond is also shallow, but when you first came into my arms, your father and I loved you so much. If there is a next life, I want to be your mother and make up for what you don’t know if we even have that fate.
Su Xing, I love you. May you both be forever happy and carefree.
Deng Xiaoya's voice became intermittent, and as the last tear fell, the final breath left her body completely!
Shen Jingyu sat silently on a nearby chair, his hand held by Deng Xiaoya, tears streaming down his face. The feeling of helplessness washed over him as he faced the impending departure of a loved one. He hadn’t rushed outside for medical help; instead, he chose to listen quietly as his mother spoke her final words.
Silent tears fell as Shen Jingyu slowly began to speak. “Mom, I don’t resent you. If you wish to be my mother again, let us be a happy mother and son in the next life.”
Deng Xiaoya ultimately did not wait for Shen Huai to return.
Shen Jingyu glanced at the time. Soon, Qin Yi arrived alone. His office was connected to this room via surveillance, allowing him to keep a constant watch on Deng Xiaoya’s condition. When an alarm sounded from his device, Qin Yi saw the distressing scene unfold on the monitor. No matter what he did, it was clear that Deng Xiaoya was beyond saving.
He temporarily left this space for Shen Jingyu, allowing him to gather his thoughts.
When he reappeared, other friends, including Su Xing, had also rushed over.
“My mother chose her burial site herself,” Shen Jingyu said. “It’s below the Shen Mansion, eastward where there is a patch of oleander. Not far behind that is where I chose for myself.”
Though the others were puzzled as to why it would be near oleander, they wondered if this woman would be just as toxic in death as she had been in life.
Luo Hao was the first to step out. “I’ll go prepare everything.”
Shen Jingyu called his female secretary. “Prepare a set of pink formal attire from top to bottom and send it to the hospital.”
He wiped away all his tears and methodically began issuing instructions, maintaining composure amidst the chaos.
Seeing him like this made Su Xing feel a pang of sorrow. He quietly moved closer and grasped Shen Jingyu’s hand, hoping to offer some comfort.
Shen Jingyu gave him a reassuring look.
Su Xing gently asked, “Do you mind if I tidy up your mother’s appearance?”
Shen Jingyu gazed deeply at Su Xing and replied, “Shouldn’t it be you who doesn’t mind?”
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