The weather in midsummer changes at a moment's notice. The sun was scorching just now, but by the time we got off the bus, the sky was already overcast and drizzle started falling.
Neither of them held an umbrella, allowing the rain to fall on their bodies and hair. Although it started to rain, the temperature did not drop, and it was still hot without a hint of cool breeze.
Passing by a flower shop, Bai Shiwei went in for a while and quickly brought out a large bouquet of flowers. It seemed that they had been booked in advance.
An Ran saw that the large bouquet of flowers were all white, including three white roses, three white hydrangea, one white lily, and a large bunch of white daisies for decoration.
Her eyelids twitched several times, which was an ominous sign.
What made her even more frightened was that Bai Shiwei actually took her to the cemetery - this was a cemetery!
An Ran stopped. Her face looked as pale as paper in the rain, and her lips had lost the color of their blood. Her eyes were full of fear and panic. "You, what do you mean?!"
"Come with me!" Bai Shiwei didn't look at her, and didn't even slow down her steps. "If you want to see him, come with me!"
She was very convinced and seemed to have determined that An Ran would not be able to refuse.
An Ran only felt that her whole body was not well! She followed Bai Shiwei in despair, walking mechanically. She had already had a vague premonition of something, which was an ominous guess she had long ago.
Now she is increasingly unable to stop, and she must find an answer.
The two women walked through the tree-lined path of the cemetery in the drizzle and arrived in front of a cemetery.
Bai Shiwei held the flowers and bowed to the tombstone, then bent down and placed the bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone.
The tombstone is inlaid with a photo of the tomb owner. He has a handsome and familiar face with a warm and modest smile in his eyes as moist as jade. The bridge of his nose is straight, and his pale thin lips are curved in a charming way.
The perfect jawline like a knife...
An Ran opened her eyes wide and stared at the photo of the tomb owner - Nie Qingyu as if struck by lightning!
The man she had been in love with for ten years and her fiancé of three years had turned into a tomb when they met again.
This is not true! Absolutely not true!
An Ran only felt a buzzing sound in his head, completely lost his mind, and subconsciously stepped back...
"Stop!" Bai Shiwei shouted to stop her, her tone was even more moist and gloomy than the sky at this time. "Don't you really want to find him? We have already met, why are you running in such a hurry! Have you done something wrong?
I am ashamed of him who is under the Nine Springs..."
The four words "under the nine springs" stimulated An Ran. She suddenly stopped and kept her eyes fixed on the man in the photo.
It's him! It's definitely him! She can see the familiar gentleness and humility in his eyes. Nie Qingyu has excellent demeanor and upbringing, and he is a truly perfect and proud man.
"Why... why..." An Ran finally heard his own voice, echoing around the tomb erratically, as if talking to the soul that had not yet gone far away. "Aren't you just going abroad to treat your leg?... Why...
Why...how could this happen! What's going on...tell me!"
The man in the photo always maintained a perfect smile and looked at her silently.
"He may not be able to answer you!" Bai Shiwei sighed. She slowly approached An Ran and said kindly: "Let me help you uncover the mystery!"
An Ran suddenly turned his head to look at the other party and asked in a hissing voice: "What's going on! Why...why is he here...hasn't he been abroad all the time?"
"Because he has passed away!" Bai Shiwei stared closely at An Ran's eyes. She read the collapse and despair in her eyes as expected. This is what she wanted. "He was terminally ill when he went abroad, so Nie
When the family asked Nie Canghao to continue to run the Nie Group in his place, they had already decided to change the successor!"
When people leave, things in the world are so unpredictable.
No matter how outstanding Nie Qingyu is, no matter how much Mr. Nie likes this precious golden grandson, he still has no choice in the face of death.
God is jealous of talents. No matter how powerful a hero is, he has no ability to turn things around in the face of death. Even Mr. Nie, who is struggling on the verge of death, cannot escape this ending.
An Ran hissed: "He just has a leg problem, how could it become terminally ill! Besides, he was young, and with the wealth and connections of the Nie family, why were he allowed to die of a serious illness!"
"In the face of the disease, no wealth, power or connections can be used! Do you understand that Nie Qingyu is suffering from ALS? There is no treatment in the world..." Bai Shiwei burst into tears. She choked and cried: "He
In the past few years since his disappearance, a man has been hiding in an isolated corner suffering from illness, watching helplessly as he transformed from a lively man into a living zombie that gradually withered and stiffened!"
There was a thunder in the sky, and the drizzle turned into a downpour. The two women were soon soaked.
An Ran only felt that the thunder and lightning pierced her heart like a sharp sword. She covered her heart and trembled. "ALS..."
"First he lost the ability to walk, then he couldn't move his arms, and then his whole body's bones and muscles became stiff! In the end, he couldn't even turn his head and blink, until he finally had respiratory failure..." Bai Shiwei burst into tears, holding up her hands
He grabbed his wet hair and felt remorseful. "When he was the most lonely and desperate, no one was with him! I left him, you married Nie Canghao, and he left alone...
…”
An Ran's eyes were about to burst, and his whole body seemed to be fixed by something, turning into a stone statue.
He couldn't move, speak, or blink...even breathing gradually became laborious. He felt so desperate and painful when he took his last breath!
How cruel! Why should he suffer such pain and torture? Such a proud man should die in such a desperate and painful way!
"Did you know?" Bai Shiwei's voice sounded like the murmur of a ghost in the rain, suddenly far away and now closer. "He kept reading your name before he died! I heard that his last call was to you. You answer it?"
Arrive yet? Do you hear him calling your name desperately?"
An Ran trembled violently, and she finally recovered from her petrified state. "The last phone call...he called my name..."
She suddenly remembered the day she dialed Nie Qingyu's phone by accident. Because Tian Zhihua dropped her phone, she borrowed the taxi driver's phone.
She only remembered Nie Qingyu's mobile phone number. In an emergency, she dialed his number reflexively and heard his weak voice.
She sensed something was wrong at that time, but she never imagined the intricate relationship between the Nie brothers, and she had no idea that Nie Qingyu had an identical twin brother.
Through the phone, she could feel Nie Qingyu's pain and despair. She desperately searched for him, but Nie Canghao's appearance confused her judgment. She was confused and confused, not knowing what was going on!
At that time, she only thought that she was too frightened and her brain was not working properly. Until that night, she heard Nie Qingyu's moans and calls repeatedly. He kept calling her name, and she heard it!
She had a telepathic connection, and she really heard his desperate call before his death!
There was also the broken strings on the second day... She and Bao Yuanqing performed the Spring River Flower Moonlight Night duet, and that gentle piece of music actually broke the strings of the guzheng, and she injured her finger.
Nie Qingyu gave her so many explicit hints, but it was a shame that she was so blinded by fat that she didn't realize it at all. It was a shame that Nie Canghao confused her, she didn't even think that Nie Qingyu had passed away!
"Yes, he was thinking of you when he was dying! Until the moment he died, his vocal cords could no longer make a sound, but his moving lips kept silently reciting the word An Ran! I personally went to Country M to find out these things
Yes! Since his death, the Nie family gave up monitoring that hospital, so that I could collect so much evidence, and then I knew how lonely and desperate he died, and how pitiful he was..."
Bai Shiwei was already crying. She couldn't tell which was rain and which were tears in the heavy rain. "It wasn't until that moment that I understood... It turns out that he has fallen in love with you a long time ago! But you failed him!"
An Ran shook his head and refused to admit it: "I don't know... I didn't mean it... I never wanted to betray him, and my love for him has never changed!"
"You still don't admit it!" Bai Shiwei's cold eyes stared at An Ran who was also soaked in the heavy rain. She slowly approached her, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to attack, slowly approaching the target. "Until Nie Canghao announced it.
His true identity, but you still stay by his side. You covet his healthy body, covet the power and wealth in his hands, but you forget that everything he has should originally belong to Nie Qingyu! You help the evildoer, you are so frivolous
, you have simply changed your mind!"
"I haven't changed my heart!" An Ran wanted to break out her heart. She loudly rejected Bai Shiwei's accusation, feeling that Nie Qingyu's soul was standing behind her, and he was watching her confession with cold eyes. "I have only loved from beginning to end.
He’s the only one! He’s the only one I’ve ever loved!”
"How do you prove it?!" Bai Shiwei seemed to be waiting for her words, "How do you prove that you are worthy of Qingyu's thoughts before his death!"
"I..." An Ran turned around subconsciously and looked at the tomb behind her.
"Why don't you go down and accompany him!" Bai Shiwei followed him closely. She took out a very thin needle from her clothes and quietly pulled off the needle sheath.
While An Ran was in a state of confusion, she stabbed the sharp needle hard into her exposed arm.