The Mind-Read Heiress: From Impostor to Family Favorite-Chapter 649 - 372 Shen Jingxiu. Time_3

Wenyan glanced at the old man, he had already hung the lantern, and at this moment, he was standing under that big tree, looking at something, unaware of what he was seeing or thinking.

Wenyan pursed her lips and after some hesitation, she said, "So when he fell ill, why didn’t you take good care of him? This grassland is so vast, and he still has a horse. He told me he came here on horseback. He’s so old, what if he falls off the horse or roams too far away?"

The young girl looked surprised: "He told you he came on horseback? He was just jesting; his mind isn’t too clear anymore."

As the girl spoke, she pointed to her own head and continued:

"He wouldn’t ride Forty-Six, he always leads him here and back. Did you know, Forty-Six is a long-lived horse, he’s fifty years old this year!"

"Fifty! Can horses live that long?"

"No, they generally only live about 30 years, but Forty-Six has been with Mr. Shen for nearly fifty years, impressive isn’t it? But that’s because Mr. Shen takes good care of him; he never lets Forty-Six carry anything."

Wenyan nodded: "Then he must be a very kind and gentle person; I can tell."

"Gentle? Right, did Mr. Shen talk a lot with you just now?"

"Yes, why? You seem very surprised."

"Yes, Mr. Shen generally doesn’t talk to strangers. Moreover, this place belongs to Mr. Shen; he usually doesn’t allow others to come close."

"This place? It’s so vast!" Wenyan looked around, "You mean this big tree?"

"Yes."

"Even now, I shouldn’t disturb him; otherwise, he’ll be upset. I can only wait until he notices me to obediently go back with me."

"Then, can you tell me the story of this tree? I feel this tree must have a story."

"Since I was born, Mr. Shen has been here. He is not a local. Actually, my mother said Mr. Shen came here when she was about my age. I heard from my mother that there was no tree here initially; Mr. Shen transplanted this tree. This place used to be some kind of research institute, then something happened, maybe some natural disaster or something else, and overnight the institute was gone. Mr. Shen planted a tree on the ruins here. They say he was very wealthy, but he didn’t enjoy life in the big city, instead, he stayed here guarding this tree. These lamps are his work; I don’t know if you noticed, they are solar-powered. It’s not obvious now, but they will light up when it gets dark, and there are also wind chimes hanging underneath, which make a very pleasant sound when the wind blows. That is the sound of nature; we all like to listen to it. Mr. Shen comes here every day to hang a lamp, no matter the weather, every single day to do so. Because he’s reminiscing about someone or waiting for someone. I just don’t know who that person is. Some say it’s his sister, others say it’s his lover. Fifty years have passed, neither my mother nor I have ever seen the person Mr. Shen is waiting for. When Mr. Shen got Alzheimer’s, I thought he wouldn’t come anymore. However, he forgot many things but never forgot to hang the lamp, no, to wait for someone. Mr. Shen is a very respectable person, he did a lot for the development of my hometown when he was young, everybody here likes Mr. Shen. Even if he gets lost, people will bring him back, but he seldom leaves this place. Sometimes I feel Mr. Shen is very pitiful, waiting for someone for fifty years. I think that person is really terrible; did she forget her promise to Mr. Shen, why has she never come to see Mr. Shen. Mr. Shen is already eighty years old, how many more lamps can he hang!"

The young girl spoke with righteous indignation.

But when she turned around, she saw that Wenyan’s face was already covered in tears.

This alarmed the young girl: "What’s wrong with you, are you really moved? You’re too emotional. I have tissue, oh I forgot to bring it, what do we do, please stop crying."

But Wenyan’s tears just wouldn’t stop.

She began to realize that perhaps she hadn’t come to the wrong place.

It was just... the wrong time.

"The old gentleman’s surname is Shen, is his name Shen Jingxiu?"

"Yes! How did you know? Did Mr. Shen tell you that too? It’s incredible, he has long forgotten his own name. I remember earlier..."