Looking up, she only saw Nangong Jun's calm and calm side face.

"I thought you wouldn't come over." She said softly.

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Nangong Jun looked forward and spoke in a low voice.

Su Dongning nodded and heard his deep voice slowly ringing out.

"I saw you kept your head down and thought you were crying."

From the incident to the present, Su Dongning has shown extraordinary tenacity and has never shed a tear.

She smiled very faintly and said softly: "So does this mean you care about me?"

"It's hard to understand?" Nangong Jun turned around and raised his eyebrows.

He had deep eyebrows, and Su Dongning was stunned by this raised eyebrow.

She paused for a moment before speaking slowly: "Your expression was a little vague, so I didn't react."

"Then I'll be more straightforward next time."

This was the first time Su Dongning felt that Nangong Jun was so easy to talk to.

Even though it was most likely that she felt pity because she had lost a relative.

She forced a smile and was about to joke with him when she heard Nangong Jun say without emotion: "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. No one is forcing you to laugh."

This sentence seemed to hit a secret but painful point in her heart, making her eyes turn red all of a sudden.

But she endured it hard and didn't let the tears fall.

The funeral was over, and grandma's life was condensed into countless suppressed cries.

Su Dongning was about to get up to see off the guests, but Su Dongyi pressed her shoulder.

He walked in a hurry and spoke quickly: "I'll just come. You did all the reception before. Don't be too tired."

"Hey, take care of her."

Nangong Juan did not reply to his words, but raised his eyes and looked at Su Dongyi with a playful expression.

They were almost gone, and Nangong Jun was about to ask her when she was leaving when her cell phone rang suddenly.

It's about demolition.

Nangong Jun opened the document and handed it to Su Dongning, "Specific policies and compensation for demolition.

The money is not too much, but I think I can leave it to your grandpa for his retirement.

Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, I won’t let those people take away a single point.”

The demolition money is more than expected. For an ordinary family, it is already a huge sum of money.

But in Nangong Jun's eyes, it might just be his ordinary expenses.

Su Dongning nodded thoughtfully: "This money should be left to grandpa. Since the uncle can't get it, I'll be relieved."

She scrolled down casually, but she didn't expect to take a few photos at the bottom of the document, which were photos of her grandma's doorstep.

At least ten years ago.

Su Dongning's nose felt sore.

She pointed to a grapevine at the door with her trembling fingertips and said softly: "Every summer when I go back to my hometown, my grandparents will take me to pick grapes.

Grandma’s grapes are particularly delicious, with juicy grains, full of water, and very few seeds. Every summer I can show off a large bowl of them by myself.

But one year the hailstorm damaged the vine, and the next year it stopped bearing fruit, so grandpa pulled it out. I didn’t expect to see it here again.”

Her voice was calm as she narrated the past events, but the end of her voice was trembling violently.

Nangong Jun put his arm around her shoulders, lowered his voice, and said, "You forgot what I told you so quickly."

Su Dongning put the phone back into the pocket of his coat, then raised her hands, gently pinched both sides of his coat, and wrapped herself in it.

Fortunately, Nangong Jun was wearing a loose windbreaker today, and she was relatively thin, so it could fit half of her body into it.

Su Dongning leaned on his chest, holding back the tears that had been shed for several days.

"I have never dared to cry. My parents are already emotionally broken. I have to be the sober one."

She swallowed even more and said, "But I also miss grandma so much."

Nangong Jun opened her hands one by one, hugged her directly, and gently stroked her back.

"Okay, okay. No one will look at you here. If you want to cry, feel free to cry."

His embrace carried a faint fragrance, and Su Dongning felt as if she had returned to her childhood.

You can lean into the arms of an adult and release your emotions.

It turns out he feels so safe.

"I watched my grandma being pushed into the furnace with my own eyes, and then I realized that after death, people will not turn into stars in the sky, nor will they look at anyone in the sky.

If it is dead, it is dead. The composition of the burned ashes is almost the same as that of apatite."

Su Dongning hugged him with her backhand, "Only the time spent with him in the past should be given the most cherished meaning, but those memories were just ordinary at the time.

The scariest thing about death is that it reminds me that no matter how long it takes in the future, I will never be with this person again."

"As expected of a top student, he can still publish a paper at this time." Nangong Jun tangled his fingertips in her hair and spoke in a low voice.

Su Dongning was startled by his tone, and raised her head with tears in her eyes.

Nangong Jun took advantage of the situation and pressed a tissue on her face: "My face turned into a cat from crying."

Taking the tissue, Su Dongning wiped away the tears on her face and whispered, "I'm sorry, your clothes were stained by crying."

There is a wet mark of a human face printed on the clothes, which looks a bit funny.

"It's okay. You have already paid the price anyway." Nangong Jun said unnaturally, "Do you want to go down the mountain?"

Su Dongning was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant: "What price did you pay?"

At this moment, Song He walked over quickly, leaned over and whispered a few words in Nangong Jun's ear.

His expression changed slightly, and he lowered his voice and ordered: "Let the bodyguard follow her parents and grandfather's car around the small road first, so as not to be overtaken by those people."

Finally, he turned to look at Su Dongning and said, "It's too late for you to get into their car now. Come with me, hurry up."

Su Dongning was confused: "What happened?"

Song He explained: "Someone photographed the president coming here to attend the funeral. To prevent trouble, we'd better leave first."

Su Dongning was even more confused: "You are not a celebrity, why are they filming you when they have nothing to do?"

Nangong Jun was obviously in a bad mood, "Don't worry about so much, let's go first."

Although Nangong Jun has always seemed difficult to get along with, this is the first time Su Dongning has seen him look so fierce.

She didn't dare to say anything more and quickly got into the car.

Song He stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped down the mountain.

Although the road has been specially built, it will still be bumpy if the vehicle speed increases.

Su Dongning's body bumped along with the car, and the child in her belly seemed to feel this uneasy atmosphere and moved violently.

She originally wanted to call Nangong Jun, but seeing his stern expression, she bit her lower lip lightly and did not dare to say anything more.

She subconsciously covered her abdomen, carefully curled up to the side, and tightened her seat belt.

Just this simple action still made Nangong Jun feel it.

He didn't ask any more questions, but instead gave instructions: "The car can be a little slower and don't be too bumpy."
Chapter completed!