Chapter 172 Ji Hancheng, I forgive you
Early the next morning, it seemed as if the rain had passed and the sky had cleared up, and it seemed that the misery was just being hidden.
No matter what mood you are in, the sun will still rise. Everything happens as it happens. God will not sympathize with you and freeze time. Time will still pass quietly through your fingertips and will not stay for you for a minute. Seconds, all you can do is accept it.
Tang Junyao was worried about something in her heart. Her first thought when she woke up was to go to the hospital. She suddenly opened her eyes and stood up. Just as she was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed on the right side, she saw a man sitting on the right side.
Who else could it be if it wasn't Ji Hancheng? She didn't expect that she would fall asleep. She originally thought that Xiao Yuzi was not at home. She wanted to go to the hospital to accompany Mrs. Zhang after taking a bath and blowing her hair, so that she could take care of her when she woke up.
The man was still asleep, not lying down, but sitting up, leaning on the back of the bed, with his hands folded on his chest, looking serious.
So this person slept sitting up all night? He was usually such a rogue, but unexpectedly he didn't lie down this time.
She turned around and got out of bed from the left, went around to the right, picked up a quilt corner and gently covered him. Judging from the situation, this person must have slept like that all night, with nothing covering him, and he was not afraid of catching a cold.
Ji Hancheng's alertness is already very good. This is a habit he has developed all the time. He has actually woken up since she sat up. He was afraid that it would be too embarrassing for her to look at each other, so he chose to pretend to sleep. Who would have expected that this woman would actually help him? I didn't expect this when I covered myself with a quilt. I was secretly happy and continued to pretend to be asleep.
After covering herself with quilt, she took out her phone and checked the time. It was already 7 o'clock in the morning. She wondered how Mrs. Zhang and the others were doing and whether they were awake.
Just as I was about to put away my phone and go to the bathroom to wash up, I noticed that a strange message had come in, which was sent in the form of a multimedia message.
Out of curiosity, she paused and opened it to take a look. When she saw the picture, the shock was too great for her to accept.
Her vision became more and more blurry, her eyes were hollow, big tears flowed from her eyes, and the pain and pain in her heart gathered into thick dark clouds that could not be dispersed. In the end, she was so blocked that she could not even utter a single word. come out.
This message successfully defeated her pretense of strength. She never thought that they had sacrificed their own lives to keep Little Yuzi safe. Guilt, debt, self-blame...all the emotions were surging. Come.
Heartbreaking pain and a sense of powerlessness crawled into every cell of her body... she cried dumbly, she didn't want to cry.
Ji Hancheng thought the woman would make another move. After waiting for a while, it became quieter and quieter. There was no sound of walking. He slowly opened his eyes and turned to look for Tang Junyao. He saw the woman sitting on the bed so quietly. There was no sound from his left side, but his shaking shoulders made him panic, and he hurriedly got up and walked over.
Standing condescendingly, looking for the reason, she saw that her eyes were always on the mobile phone. Even though her vision was blurred, she was still staring at the screen of the mobile phone. Ji Hancheng lowered his gaze and glanced at the screen that was still on. The look in his eyes It was so cold that the veins in his clenched fists were visible.
Just to prevent her from seeing this scene, he told Han Yue to download all the news in advance, but there were still people who didn't know how to live or die.
Slowly squatting down, he pulled the cell phone that she was holding tightly, pulled it for a while, and then pulled it apart with one finger. Then he took out the cell phone and put it on the bedside table. Then he stood up and clasped it with his palm. She gently pressed the back of her head into her arms, restrained all the anger in her body, and said softly: "Cry."
These two words successfully made her, who had been immersed in pain and holding back her emotions, cry loudly, crying at the top of her lungs, as if she wanted to cry to the sky, and every cry hit his heart hard. , one after another, the entire chest was about to be shattered.
He pursed his lips, with a cold air on his face, and gently stroked her head with his hands, trying to calm her down in this way.
Her hysterical crying was the only thing left in the entire suite. Ji Hancheng kept moving like a stone statue, saying nothing and keeping company with her quietly, waiting for her to finish venting. It was better to vent than to hold it in. It might be much better to cry.
After about half an hour, she was tired of crying, and gradually only low sobbing could be heard. Ji Hancheng slowly squatted down, looked at her red and swollen eyes, and took out a tissue to wipe her, "Are you feeling better?" Things have happened, what we have to do is deal with the aftermath, make proper arrangements for those who are gone, and pay double the repayment for those who are alive in the future, eh?"
This was the first time he had seen her cry, and it also confirmed his idea last night that she would hide away to heal and show her strong side in front of others.
She understood what he said and knew that the deceased was dead, but the picture of the photo was deeply embedded in her mind and she couldn't get rid of it. Also, the moment when Bai Hu protected Little Yuzi and finally fell, he had to have How much faith did you have to persevere until the end?
Seeing that she was still in a daze and not energetic, he said patiently: "Wash your face. Aunt Zhang has been transferred to the general ward when she wakes up. The bodyguards of the Lan family are expected to wake up in the next two days. Today we are going to help Aunt Wu." After taking care of the funeral, where do you want to place her?"
These few words brought her back to her senses, and she said with a heavy nasal voice: "I want to place Mrs. Wu next to grandpa. On the tombstone... it will be written about the daughter, Tang Junyao." Because. Mrs. Wu is worth it.
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements. You go and wash up first. Xu Mingkai will bring breakfast later. After that, we'll go to the hospital." The decision to write a woman on the tombstone was something he never expected. Grandpa was right about her. He is very kind and has to admit the fact that he is blind.
Tang Junyao got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. Ji Hancheng walked to the sofa and sat down. He called Xu Mingkai and asked to contact the funeral home and the funeral team. He gave instructions on all the details that needed attention. Even the company's affairs were not as detailed as the instructions, for fear of doing it. Something went wrong or something was not done right.
Xu Mingkai came after a while. In fact, he had been waiting downstairs for a long time, but Master Ji didn't call him, so he didn't dare to disturb him. Finally, Master Ji was able to walk into the young mistress's house openly.
I hope that after this incident, Mr. Ji and his wife can reconcile as before.
After ringing the doorbell, Xu Mingkai was greeted by a scene that surprised even Xu Mingkai. The man, who had always been meticulously dressed, now had an unshaven chin, dark circles under his eyes, and visible signs of lack of sleep and fatigue, "Mr. Ji, here are breakfast, here are clothes, and Everything at the funeral home has been arranged. You and the young lady can just go directly to the funeral home. The cremation time is 9:1." There is still more than an hour left." There is plenty of time.
"Well, don't make any mistakes, let Han Yue check the number." He sent the number he memorized to Xu Mingkai and closed the door directly. Xu Mingkai was locked out and did not react.
Forget it, it’s quite difficult for Mr. Ji, so don’t worry about it.
Tang Junyao came out after washing up. She didn't put on any makeup, and her eyes were still swollen. She walked to the master bedroom and closed the door. Ji Hancheng turned around and looked at the closed door and couldn't help but feel helpless. He didn't even forget to guard against him when he was overly sad. , there was no place in her body that she hadn’t seen before, and it was still vivid in her mind.
I finally knew why I was able to attack her in the first place. It turned out that I had planned on it for a long time, but I didn't know everything until it was too late, and I later realized that she was gone.
Ten minutes later, she came out wearing a black dress, sat down at the dining table, picked up a meat bun and stuffed it into her mouth.
He slowly helped open a bowl of millet porridge and put it in front of her. "Drink some porridge to warm your stomach. Slowly, time is coming quickly. The cremation time is 9:. You eat first and I will go change clothes and lend you the bathroom." Use it."
She paused with her hand holding the bun, then stuffed the bun into her mouth for a second and said softly: "Thank you."
There wasn't much emotion on the man's face, he was just distressed. He never knew how strong she was. Now she regrets not being with her when her grandfather left. I don't know how she survived. She should be no better than she is now. Feel better, "I don't need your thanks, just don't push me away."
After a long while, she lowered her gaze and said dullly: "Ji Hancheng."
"Huh? What's wrong?" He was surprised that she suddenly called his name so calmly. She rarely called him by his first name. She was a little panicked in her heart, but she remained calm on her face.
"I forgive you." She didn't say it together, she just forgave him and the mistakes he had made before.
Sister-in-law Wu's departure, Sister-in-law Zhang's injury, and Bai Hu's unconsciousness told her the fact that human life is very fragile, and you don't know whether the sun will come first tomorrow or the accident will come first.
Persistence is really useful. Grandpa is right. Only sincerity can buy forgiveness. She just said to forgive him. His inner excitement was no less than that of negotiating a 100 million project, or even more.
Suppressing his excitement, he curled his lips warmly at her, and their eyes met across the dining table for a few seconds.
With sincerity, gold and stone will open.
Smiling, he walked into the bathroom to change clothes and wash up. It was the first time he had stayed up all night without taking a shower.