Seeing that his eyes were getting darker and darker, Ben was frightened, worried that his master was thinking wildly, and quickly stepped forward to hug the emotional Wen Wen.

Abben suppressed the struggling gentleness and shouted: "Miss Wen, please don't go too far!"

"I went too far?!" Wen Wenwen was so angry that she lowered her eyes. The next second, she broke away from Ben, intending to raise her legs to kick Rong Jue. However, the next second, Ben grabbed her from behind and hugged her again.

Screaming, she was dragged to the side.

He yelled: "Please, Miss Wen, please calm down!"

"Let me go! I'm going to kill him! He's trash! He's a bastard! It's him, it's him, it's him who killed my sister, do you know?! Why doesn't a bastard like him die?

Why is it my sister?! Why?!"

Hearing this, Rong Jue's eyelashes trembled slightly again, and at that moment, there was a vast sadness in his eyes.

But at this time, Wen Wen, who didn't know where the strength came from, broke free from Ben's restraints and rushed towards Rong Jue again. Rong Jue didn't dodge and was actually hit by Wen Wen's fist. Anyway, for him, he was heartbroken.

If you have everything, what does it matter if you get beaten for a while?

Seeing that he was completely motionless, just holding the "warm" urn tightly, Wen Wenwen got angry and no longer raised her fist to hit him, but reached out to snatch the urn from his arms.

As he moved his hands, he cursed: "Rong Jue, let go. You are not qualified to hold my sister's urn. You are not qualified! Let go quickly and give it back to me. Let go!"

However, Rong Jue refused to let go until he died. He hugged the urn tightly, wishing to rub the urn into his body. His expression of sorrow was beyond words.

Although being beaten was nothing, he would never let go of this urn.

Because, except for this urn, he has nothing else to think about...

Wen Wen was so angry that she cried loudly and yelled at the top of her lungs: "Rong Jue, you bastard, are you going to continue to bully my sister after she dies?! Let me go, she won't get peace before she dies.

Just let her go after she dies! Just let her stay with our family quietly, can't you?!"

Wenwen dragged her desperately, while Rong Jue held her tightly, going back and forth. When no one was prepared, something unexpected happened.

The two people pulled so hard that the urn broke free from Rong Jue's hands and flew out in a parabolic spiral!

In mid-air, the lid of the box was loosened, and the gray-white powder inside flew in the wind, scattered in the air, and then fell slowly...

The urn was also knocked to the ground, rolled around and then slipped into a dirty ditch nearby.

Everyone was shocked and stayed where they were.

Rong Jue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he opened his arms like a madman and started to grab randomly in mid-air, as if he was desperately trying to catch all the scattered ashes.

"No...no...you can't go...Nuan Nuan...you come back..." He fluttered around in confusion. However, the fluttering ashes were blown to the river by the wind, and then fell into the river and flowed downstream.

Down.

Rong Jue's face turned pale, and he jumped into the edge of the river with a splash. He fished in the water with both hands. Unfortunately, what he fished out was not only liquid water, but also water. The water was mixed with "warm" ashes and flowed away between his fingers.

No more traces.

Rong Jue shook his head and murmured in a daze: "No, you can't leave... Nuan Nuan, come back, you can't leave me!"

When the old man at the funeral home saw this, he shook his head and said, "Oh, everything is God's will, just let it go."

Seeing the scene of gray-white ashes scattered on the water and chasing down the waves, Rong Jue could no longer control himself and looked up in grief and shouted: "No - warm!"

Rong Jue's screams drifted away in the wind, and the cold and damp wind hurt his face. He seemed not to feel it, and let the wind blow, and his long slender hands were tightly curled up, making a rattling sound.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Rong Jue's mind, what's so sad about life and what's so scary about death? Since "life" is no longer a beautiful thing for him, then "death" is no longer scary.

With his thoughts together, he slowly walked towards the deep water area, stepping in one foot at a time, letting the waves keep coming, letting the rain and river water soak his clothes, he only had one belief, and that was - he would follow the warmth

go!

He walked towards the deep water step by step, and when his foot missed, he fell into the river, and the water quickly spread to the top of his head...

"Master Rong?! You're in trouble, please save Master Rong!"

Seeing that something was wrong with Rong Jue, Ben quickly let go of Wen Wen and immediately jumped into the river with his two men to save him!

Rong Jue wanted to die and did not even struggle. Although he entered the water less than five minutes ago, the river was very fast due to a heavy rain. After he fell into the river, the water swept him away at a very fast speed.

When Ben finally got him ashore, his face looked terrible.

After Rong Jue woke up, he found that he was not dead. He fell into a depressed state again, refused to eat or drink, and refused to receive any treatment. When Amber came over, he happened to see him making love to the doctors and nurses.

"You all get out of here! I'm not sick. Whoever asked you to give me medicine, get out of here! Get out of here!"

Rong Jue's eyes were very red, and his eye sockets were sunken after not seeing him for a week. Amber felt uncomfortable looking at him, and his voice was hoarse and crying: "Master, don't be like this."

He stepped forward and held Rong Jue's left hand tightly, holding it uneasily, fearing that Rong Jue would not be able to control himself and do something stupid again.

"Amber..." Rong Jue's voice was hoarse and suddenly choked up. Only in front of Amber could he show his most vulnerable side, "Nuan Nuan, I found her, but...I lost her.

Already."

All he found was her urn, but now there is no urn, and her death. In the final analysis, it was all because of him. He indirectly killed her. As Wen Wen said, the biggest crime is

It's up to him!

Thinking about this, he couldn't express the regret, the hatred, and the heart-breaking pain.

"Master, stop talking," Amber patted his hand gently and consoled him, "Please stop blaming yourself, Master, it's not your fault. If Miss Wen was in heaven, she wouldn't want to see you like this.

Yes, I’m begging you, just think it’s for Miss Wen, live well and don’t think of committing suicide again.”

Rong Jue's chapped lips moved, and he said with difficulty and bitterness, "But without her, what's the point of living for me?"

Hearing this, Amber became anxious and knelt down straight in front of Rong Jue. Her knees landed on the concrete floor with an astonishing thud sound. She did this regardless of her age than Rong Jue.

"Master, just think of me as asking you to respect your life! If you still want to die, then take this old guy like me with you on the road! As long as Amber is still breathing, I will never let you die.

You go and seek death!"

Rong Jue closed his lips, but couldn't speak.

Rong Haotian stood at the door of the ward with a cane for a long time. Hearing the movement inside, he could no longer restrain his emotions, and the hand holding the cane trembled violently.

Seeing this, Gao Sen quickly stepped forward to help him and left the ward.

Rong Haotian waved his hand and said: "Gao Sen, you are also injured, so you don't need to support me."

"Old man..."

"Let's go, it's time for this matter to come to an end."

Gao Sen winked, and two of his men quickly supported Rong Haotian and left the hospital.

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The warm funeral was held in the best funeral home in the suburbs of Nancheng.

That day, the mourning hall, the largest in the funeral home, was filled with people. In addition to family members of the Wen family, there were also two rows of people in black wearing white flowers on their breasts.

Entertainment reporters rushed to dig out first-hand information about the news.

Wen Wen held a bouquet of white lilies in her hands. Wen Wen rushed back to Nancheng from school. She and Wen Wen stood at the front of the team, with the white paper flowers pinned to their chests. Wen's father and Wen's mother burst into tears. There were several times when Wen Wen's mother

I almost fainted from crying.

Wen Wen also made up her mind not to cry, but when she placed the lilies in front of Wen Wen's portrait, tears flowed out involuntarily. She stood silently and cried silently.

The gentle sadness is not for herself, but for the warmth that she has spent her whole life sacrificing herself to fulfill others. She is like a flower that blossomed and bore fruit in the two decades that should have been in full bloom, but withered early.

Wither...

Seeing Wen Wen's smiling face in the portrait, Wen Wen wiped her tears again and again, wanting to keep her sister's appearance firmly in her heart.

At this time, there was a noise outside: "Coming, coming, the heir to the Rong Group, Rong Jue, is here!"

The extraordinarily handsome man got out of the black business car. Although his face was still handsome, he couldn't hide the vicissitudes of life. Compared with a month ago, when he participated in the opening ceremony of the model competition, his face looked much worse.

Despite this, he still couldn't stop his charm. Many women would still sigh after seeing him, "Look, who is that man? He seems to have a good background. Did he come to attend this woman's funeral? I don't know.

Who is this woman?"

"You don't know yet? She is the model Wen Nuan who was rumored to have an affair with the only son of the Rong family some time ago."

"Ah, you mean that vixen? Real or fake?"

Wen Wenwen heard the noise outside and walked out. She happened to hear a few gossiping women chatting nearby, and her face turned pale with anger. Without thinking, she rushed to Rong Jue and blocked him, preventing him from walking in.

"Rong Jue, get out! You are not welcome to my sister's funeral!"

Rong Jue's body shook slightly, but he only paused for a brief two seconds. After that, he still walked in firmly.

Seeing Wen Wenwen, she became furious. She grabbed him and her voice couldn't help but rise, "Rong Jue, please let my sister go! When she was alive, you made her life worse than death. After she died, you still

Do you want everyone to see her joke?!"

"..." Rong Jue's body froze uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!