Run away! The domineering president's strong love

Her helpless crying made Gu Huaijin feel nervous. He had just received the news.

He went forward and held her in his arms, comforting her softly:

"Honey, I'm here."

At this moment, Jin Mingzhu had only one thought in her mind: to go see Xu Yang. She didn't want to believe that Xu Yang had left this world.

She reached out and tightly grasped Gu Huaijin's clothes, with a look of sadness, fear, and misery on her face:

"I want to see him."

"Okay, I'll accompany you." The broad big palm covered her slender hand, and Jin Mingzhu's panicked heart calmed down.

This was not Jin Mingzhu's first time to visit the Beijing Funeral Home. The familiar scene suddenly brought her back to the painful memory of bidding farewell to her aunt. She shook her head painfully.

"Wait for me here." She let go of Gu Huaijin's hand.

As soon as she entered the funeral home, she saw Lin Lang crying and burning the paper money in his hand into the basin one by one.

This scene almost froze her in place. The huge rock on her chest made it hard for her to breathe. She wanted to cry out, but her throat felt like it was filled with stones and she couldn't utter a word.

"Where is Xu Yang?" Her voice was very hoarse and she asked Lin Lang with red eyes.

Faced with her questioning, Lin Lang staggered to his feet and pointed behind him.

Jin Mingzhu refused to believe that all this was true. She stumbled forward, and after only a few steps, she saw Xu Yang in the crystal coffin.

Xu Yang in the coffin was surrounded by bright roses and wearing a white suit. Jin Mingzhu recognized that this was the suit she bought for Xu Yang with her first salary.

Surrounded by flowers, he was sleeping like the sleeping prince in a fairy tale.

"Xu Yang, Xu Yang!" She called out in a low voice, trying to wake him up.

He just slept silently, and Jin Mingzhu's crying voice echoed in the empty mourning hall.

Qi Qiao also rushed to the funeral home. Seeing her appearance, he felt heartbroken and went forward to support her.

"Mingzhu, don't be like this, he's gone."

Jin Mingzhu shook her head and said stubbornly:

"No, he didn't leave... He didn't leave."

Seeing that the cremation time was approaching, Lin Lang stepped forward and pulled Jin Mingzhu back:

"Mingzhu, don't be like this, let him go in peace."

Jin Mingzhu felt as if her whole body was torn apart. She felt pain from head to toe, and tears had already blurred her vision.

All the past events flashed through her mind, and Jin Mingzhu struggled to walk towards Xu Yang.

"Xu Yang!"

Qi Qiao and Lin Lang used all their strength to pull Jin Mingzhu back. Qi Qiao went forward to hug her and consoled her:

"Mingzhu, Xu Yang has passed away. Let's send him off properly."

She stopped struggling and watched the coffin slowly leave the mourning hall. Her body collapsed weakly on the ground, with only faint sobbing sounds.

After a simple farewell ceremony, the coffin was pushed into the ascension room. The moment it entered, the three people shouted:

"Xu Yang, have a safe journey."

Jin Mingzhu was almost out of tears, her voice was hoarse, she wanted to get an answer, she looked at Lin Lang inquiringly:

"Brother Lin, Xu Yang has always been in good health, why did he die suddenly?"

The heart-wrenching sadness of bidding farewell to his friend made Lin Lang almost unable to stand. Thinking of his friend's last words before his death, he reached out and wiped away the tears on his face:

"You come with me."

"Mingzhu." Qi Qiao almost half-hugged Jin Mingzhu as he walked forward.

Lin Lang took a document from the side and handed it to Jin Mingzhu. She took it and tears blurred her vision again. This was Xu Yang's will, leaving all his property to Jin Mingzhu.

"Mingzhu, this is what Xu Yang asked me to give you."

"Brother, why?" she asked.

Lin Lang sighed and said softly:

"Do you remember that Xu Yang was injured once while saving someone in prison?"

Jin Mingzhu nodded, then reacted and said:

"But it has been cured later."

Lin Lang shook his head, paused, and then said:

"He was seriously injured that time and narrowly escaped death. We all thought he was cured, until three years ago when he suddenly fainted..."

Three years ago, Jin Mingzhu suddenly remembered that three years ago, Xu Yang found her and said a lot of sad words to her, completely severing the last bit of affection between the two.

Jin Mingzhu raised her head, feeling extremely painful, and asked in a trembling voice:

"He wasn't very well then, was he?"

"The doctor said he only has two years..."

Lin Lang's eyes were red, he clenched his fists and unclenched them, saying in despair:

"Mingzhu, the one Xu Yang couldn't let go of the most was you. He wanted you to give up all thoughts, so he said those words to you. In the end, you almost had a miscarriage, and Xu Yang was in great pain and blamed himself."

"From beginning to end, he never resented you. All Xu Yang wanted was for you to live a happy life."

"Xu Yang wanted to keep it a secret from you until the moment he died, but I wanted you to see him off to his final journey. He has no relatives in this world, only us..."

Jin Mingzhu couldn't believe that all this was true. Lin Lang's words echoed in her mind over and over again. Jin Mingzhu could hardly support her body and fell to the ground crying.

After crying so hard, Jin Mingzhu almost lost her voice. She murmured, "Xu Yang, you are a fool. There is no one more foolish than you in the world."

"You idiot..."

Xu Yang was buried in a scenic cemetery in Beijing, facing the direction of Beijing University. There were countless beautiful memories of them there, and it was also the place she most wanted to return to.

If she could live her life over again, she only wanted to stay by Xu Yang's side, take Xu Yang back to the port city where she grew up, and never meet Gu Huaijin again.

The Xu Yang on the tombstone still looked as gentle as jade. Jin Mingzhu reached out and brushed his eyebrows, choking with sobs and whispering:

"Xu Yang, have a good sleep. I hope you will be happy forever in heaven."

Gu Huaijin stood not far away and accompanied Jin Mingzhu quietly. From the moment he learned the truth, he knew that no one could love Jin Mingzhu more than Xu Yang, and Xu Yang loved Jin Mingzhu more than his own life.

Because of love, he weaved a lie, just wanting Jin Mingzhu to forget the past and live without burden; because of love, he gave all his tenderness to Jin Mingzhu. Xu Yang passed away, but he remained in Jin Mingzhu's heart forever.

"It's windy, let's go back." Gu Huaijin walked forward and put his coat on Jin Mingzhu.

With his help, Jin Mingzhu slowly stood up. After taking a few steps, she was so sad that she almost fell into his arms. Gu Huaijin quickly reached out and held her.

"Nian Nian, he doesn't want to see you like this."

The tears that Jin Mingzhu had been suppressing all morning burst out at this moment. She reached out and grabbed Gu Huaijin's clothes on his chest, buried her head in his chest and cried bitterly.

"I'm sorry for him..."

Gu Huaijin held her in his arms and comforted her patiently.

After a long time, Jin Mingzhu slowly stopped crying, reached out and held Gu Huaijin's hand, and said softly:

"Let's go, it's time for Sasa Yuu to find his parents."

She will always live well with Xu Yang's blessing.