Jin Shaoheng ran quickly into the house and went straight to Zhang Tingyu's bedroom.
At this time, Zhang Tingyu's attending doctor was standing at the door. When he saw him coming, he said solemnly: "Mr. Jin, please say goodbye to your wife."
Jin Shaoheng passed him directly and entered the bedroom. He saw that Zhang Tingyu was awake. She seemed to have already felt that her life was coming to an end, so she even put on her clothes and put on a light makeup on her face.
"Mom." Jin Shaoheng shouted, kneeling beside her bed and holding her hand.
"Did you get your clothes back?" Zhang Tingyu asked.
Jin Shaoheng nodded.
Although he had known that this day would come for a long time, when this day actually came, he realized that he was not ready at all and could not accept it.
For Zhang Tingyu, there is no mother who does not love her children, not to mention Jin Shaoheng is her only support after the failure of her marriage.
She looked at her son lovingly and wanted to stop crying, but her lips trembled for a long time but she did not say anything. Then she saw Lu Xining following silently, and slowly stretched out his other hand towards her.
Lu Xining quickly stepped forward to hold her, and knelt down beside her bed, shouting: "Mom."
At this time, she didn't know what to say at all, but her heart was overwhelmed by sadness, and tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably.
Zhang Tingyu comforted her when she saw him: "Don't be sad, everyone has this day."
"Mom, please don't leave us, okay? I still need you." Lu Xining asked crying.
My mother-in-law should know that the Lu family suffered a sudden change two years ago and her father passed away. It was she who gave her helpless self support and love.
What should I do if she leaves?
Compared with their reluctance, Zhang Tingyu looked much calmer.
She has been stubborn and strong all her life, and her ideas are right. Not even Jin Shaoheng can disobey her.
Nowadays, her past experiences are like a passing cloud to her, and looking back, she realizes that they were not that difficult after all.
However, when she looked at Lu Xining who was so sad that she couldn't help herself, she still wanted to comfort her, but she didn't have much energy left.
She saved up for a while before she spoke again, but it was to Jin Shaoheng: "Son, promise mom to treat Xi Ning well and not get divorced, okay?"
"Okay." Jin Shaoheng agreed without hesitation.
Zhang Tingyu smiled happily when she heard this, because she knew that as long as her son made up his mind, he would be able to win back Lu Xining.
So she used her last bit of strength to fold their hands together, then slowly let go of their hands, slid down, and closed her eyes with peace of mind.
"Mom!" Jin Shaoheng and Lu Xining cried out at the same time.
But Zhang Tingyu couldn't hear anymore. She just lay there quietly like that. Although she was asleep as usual, they all knew that she would never wake up again.
"Mom, wake up! Wake up!" But they were unwilling to face reality, especially Lu Xining, who couldn't restrain herself at all and shook her hard.
"Mom, you only asked Jin Shaoheng, but you haven't asked me yet? I haven't agreed yet."
How could she know that Zhang Tingyu saw that she had sacrificed too much unilaterally in this relationship in the past two years, and she could no longer bear to force her with her last wish.
She hoped that Lu Xining would be with her son one day willingly and not out of debt.
"Young Mistress, Madam has already left." Mother Zhuang hugged Lu Xining from behind to prevent her from getting too excited, and tears fell down her cheeks.
"No, Mom is just asleep. Let me go and let me wake her up. I also promised to take her out to relax, and I got her clothes back -" Lu Xining refused to accept the reality.
"Young Mistress!" Perhaps because he was too excited, Lu Xining suddenly fainted.
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When she woke up again, she found that she was back on the bed in the bedroom, and Zhuang's mother was taking care of her.
"Where's Mom?" she asked anxiously.
Zhuang's mother had been with Zhang Tingyu for many years and had no less affection than them. Seeing Lu Xining like this, she felt even more uncomfortable and replied: "The young master has sent her to the mourning hall."
Lu Xining quickly got out of bed after hearing this.
Zhuang's mother quickly stopped her: "Young mistress, you have to take care of yourself. If Madam knows that you don't cherish yourself so much, even if she leaves, she will feel sorry for you in heaven."
Zhang Tingyu really liked Lu Xining. From the first day she entered the Jin family, she treated her as her own daughter.
After hearing this, Lu Xining sat back on the bed dejectedly and said, "Okay, I'm not in a hurry." After a moment, when his mood had almost calmed down, he asked, "Can you take me with you?"
"Let's have a bowl of soup first." Zhuang's mother brought a bowl of soup and handed it to her.
Her mood fluctuated so much that she had no time or appetite to eat after going to the mourning hall, so she prepared this in advance.
Lu Xining didn't hesitate, drank it all with his eyes closed, stood up and said, "Let's go."
Seeing her like this, Mother Zhuang knew that she couldn't stop her. What's more, Zhang Tingyu probably wanted Lu Xining to see her off on her last journey, so Mother Zhuang had no choice but to accompany her.
Given the identity and status of the Jin family, naturally many people came to pay homage. In addition to relatives, subordinates, partners, etc., there were also countless people, as well as reporters.
Regardless of whether it is sincere or not, there is a solemn atmosphere in the mourning hall, which makes depressed people feel uncomfortable.
Especially when Lu Xining looked at the photos of Zhang Tingyu during her lifetime, she seemed to see her alive.
She obviously held her hand just now...
Jin Shaoheng, who was standing in front of the funeral, had already put on black mourning clothes. Even though his back was very straight, his slender figure made people look lonely and distressed.
Because only at this time did the two of them feel the same way. Lu Xining took a deep breath, walked over silently, and stood side by side with him.
Jin Shaoheng glanced sideways at her with a very bad expression on his face, but he knew he couldn't drive her away, so he didn't say anything.
"Mr. Jin, my condolences."
"Mr. Jin, Mrs. Jin, please express your condolences."
"Condolences."
The sun moves from south to west until it sets completely, and fewer and fewer people worship.
Jin Shaoheng, who had been holding on for a whole day, finally moved to the door and sat down. Because of the pain of losing his mother, a word appeared on this man for the first time - vulnerability.
Lu Xining hesitated for a moment, then poured a glass of water and handed it to him: "Drink."
He hadn't had a drop of water all day, and his lips were peeling.
Jin Shaoheng looked at the glass of water in front of him and did not refuse. He drank it happily. Just like Lu Xining drank soup in his old house, they both knew in their hearts that they must hold on no matter what these two days.
The two were silent for a while, and Jin Shaoheng suddenly asked: "Lu Xining, can we not mention divorce again?"