Chapter 275 Death of the old man.

A letter to Sheng er.

By, Rao Nian.

This was a letter from my real mother to me.

But the envelope looked very old.

It seemed that this letter had been written a long time ago.

I sat at the edge of the bed and opened the letter to read.

"My dear Sheng er, hello.

This is the ninth day after giving birth to you. You are my most precious baby and the only light I see in despair.

I love you. I love you very much.

More than I love your father.

But I can't raise you myself.

I'm sorry that I have to give you back to your father.

Sheng er, your father and I met in Wu city.

We first met in a drizzling rain.

Then, he was cold and silent, and often refused to have any conversation with me. Moreover, he always satirized me. Luckily, I wore him down, otherwise we would end up being strangers.

Being strangers..

Sorry, I suddenly don’t know what to write.

Sheng er, I love your father.

I love him very much.