Clang.

The teacup in Old Mrs. Mu's hand hit the ground and broke into several pieces.

"What did you say?"

She raised her head in surprise and looked at Ning Xi, her eyes full of disbelief.

Ning Xi stood in front of Mrs. Mu with stiff body, with traces of crying in her eyes, and sadness flowing in her heart, repeating word by word: "Old Master Zhan is seriously ill. The doctor said he can't stand this year. Last night, Ajue and I went to see him. His last wish was to see you, grandma, can you go and see him?

Just because for the sake of my children and me, let their grandpa Zeng fulfill his last wish."

It was clear that the sun was shining outside the window, but the room was cold, as if it was gloomy in hell.

Old Mrs. Mu did not respond, as if she was shocked by the news, and sat there for a long time, all the expressions on her face were restrained and she did not move.

"grandmother?

Grandma..." Old Mrs. Mu suddenly waved her hand, interrupted Ning Xi, then got up and walked upstairs, her back seemed to be hunched over in an instant, without consciousness, without consciousness, like a walking corpse.

There was no light in his eyes, as if he had become numb in an instant... Ning Xi did not chase after him again.

But on the second day and the third day, Mrs. Mu was as usual, and she seemed to have never heard of Zhan Longcheng, who was still playing with a few children.

Ning Xi tentatively mentioned going to the hospital to see Old Master Zhan. Old Mrs. Mu turned his head but seemed to have heard nothing. He exposed it casually, turned his head as if nothing had happened, and discussed what birthday gifts he would buy for the children this year.

Just when Ning Xi thought to himself how much grandma hated Zhan Lao's old man... the hospital once again sent back news that Zhan Lao's old man was critically ill and was sent to the operating room for emergency treatment.

Ning Xi hurried to find Mrs. Mu, but this time, when Mrs. Mu saw her panicked face, she seemed to have guessed something, and her body trembled violently: "Is he... dead?"

"Grandma, have you really decided not to see him?"

Ning Xi told Old Lady Mu about the critical illness, and intermittently talked about the situation of accompanying Longcheng in the hospital these days.

"He refused to undergo chemotherapy and said that he would leave without any image, but you know, cancer is terrible..." "When he started to hurt, he couldn't sleep all night, all relying on those painkillers, but in the end the painkillers were ineffective. He was drowsy most of the time, and despite this, he still said your name."

"When he was awake, he never let us come to you. It's because I don't want him to leave with regret."

"I heard from the lawyer that he also left a will. In addition to the shares of the family industry, he only left a small part for a few children, and left all the rest to you. He wanted to owe you a lifetime, and he could make up for it in the end."

"...It's okay, grandma, I'm just talking. If you don't want to go, then don't go. I don't have the right to force you to meet someone you love and hate."

Old Mrs. Mu kept thinking about Ning Xi's words in her ears, and the past decades ago flashed in front of her eyes.

Laughing, sad and happy, painful... She suddenly cried like a child, holding Ning Xi's hand, unable to control herself.

"It's not that I don't want to see him, Xixi, do you know, I'm afraid that once I go, he will not be able to raise his last wish! There is no more Zhanlong City in this world..." "No, really won't. As long as you go see him, even if he leaves this world, he will leave with a smile."

Ning Xi held Old Lady Mu's hand on the back, which was terriblely cold.

"Really?"

Old Mrs. Mu raised her confused eyes.

Ning Xi nodded heavily and choked.

She asked Zhang Liu to prepare the car.

Before going out, Old Mrs. Mu was panicked. She was like a child who was at a loss, touching her wrinkled face, her movements were clumsy and funny, full of worry.

"I haven't put on makeup and have not painted my eyebrows yet. Xixi, am I ugly?

Will he be disgusted when he saw me like this last?"

"I still won't go, let him only remember how beautiful I look..." Old Mrs. Mu sat back on the chair in panic, and stood up immediately the next second: "No, I must be the last person to be by his side, so that he will never forget me in the next life."

Ning Xi hugged her and comforted her gently: "Then please help my grandma put on makeup before going to see him?"

...After several hours of rescue, Zhanlong City came out of the emergency room.

The old man, who had lost his past spirits and had always been energetic, was tired at this moment, shivering and trembling all over, and slept very lightly. When he woke up, he often looked at the door alone, as if he was waiting for someone to come.

But after waiting, I can't wait.

He stubbornly asked to be discharged from the hospital.

He went to a wooden house on the beach that was equivalent to an abandoned one. It was built by him many years ago.

Later, A Shuang left and he never came again.

Zhan Hanjue pushed Zhanlongcheng's wheelchair, and the wheels left a very deep and long mark on the beach. The sea breeze blew on people's faces, and Zhanlongcheng felt sleepy unknowingly.

Xu narrowed his eyes, as if he saw the person he was thinking about day and night.

Slap... The person in front of him suddenly cried, and tears actually slid down her cheeks and fell into his eyes.

He blinked like a conditioned reflex... A Shuang's figure became clearer again. He thought it was a dream, so he pointed to his heart and sweated heavily: "I feel a little painful here, it hurts so much that I have hallucinations. A Shuang, I dream of you again."

When Mrs. Mu's hand, who was leaning on a crutch, heard this, she trembled violently.

She bit her tongue and wanted to control her tears, but it still surging down... "It's not a dream, Acheng, it's me, it's me."

She reached out and stroked his eyebrows and heart, and said in a low voice.

Zhan Longcheng was stunned, and then his eyes slowly opened wide. After confirming that this was not a dream, he actually laughed: "Ashuang, it's really you here... I'm sorry, I've let you down in this life."

"It's past, everything is over."

At the distance between the sea and the sky, there seems to be a fiery red sun slowly setting down the horizon.

On the continuous sea, there were tireless seabirds flying up and down.

Old Mrs. Mu became very calm at this moment.

"No, without the past, in my heart, it will never be possible."

Zhan Longcheng held her hand and put it in her heart, and said weakly: "If I had known that this day would be there, I would have admitted that I fell in love with you early on. A Shuang, you are so beautiful today. I want to hear you call me Brother Acheng..." Tears immediately surged out of my eyes, and she whispered softly: "Okay, Brother Acheng."

"..." Old Master Zhan grinned with satisfaction, smiling like a child who had just got candy: "It's a pity that I turned back too late in this life. In the next life, I must lead you on a long, long way."

"Stop talking, stop talking about anything..." Old Master Zhan nodded with a smile, looked at Old Mrs. Mu's face greedily, suddenly felt extremely sleepy, his eyelids drooped heavily, and he pointed at the vitality on the sea.

"That summer, it seemed like we were the same, quietly watching the sea... A Shuang, I was a little sleepy, I would sleep for a while, and you would wake me up in the evening and I would make you grilled fish."

Old Mrs. Mu held his hand tightly and refused to let go: "If you feel sleepy, go to bed, I won't leave."

"You are still what I remember, beautiful and gentle..." After a Qianqian sentence, Old Mrs. Mu suddenly stopped saying a word, because the hand she was holding tightly in her hand became extremely stiff in an instant, and she was depressed and unable to slide down.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped, and it seemed that the world had stopped.

The cold wind poured into the heart, and the heart seemed to be torn open... Time has set.

But he closed his eyes forever and would never wake up again.

Old Mrs. Mu whispered, tears falling like rain.

"Actually, I regret it."
Chapter completed!