Seeing that his eyes were getting darker and darker, Ah Ben was shocked in his heart, worried that his master was thinking wildly, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug the emotional gentleness.

Ah Ben restrained the tenderness in the struggle and shouted: "Wen Erxiao~ Sister, don't go too far!"

"I'm too much?!" Gentle and hateful, her eyes drooped, and the next second she violently broke away from Ah Ben, intending to raise her leg and kick Rong Jue, but the next second she was hugged by Ah Ben from behind again, dragging her screaming to the side.

He yelled: "Please, Wen Erxiao~ sister, calm down!"

"You 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, it's him who killed my sister, do you know Lu Dao?!What is a bastard like him not dying, but what is my sister who is dying?!What is it?!!"

Hearing this, Rong Jue's eyelashes trembled again, and at that moment, the bottom of his eyes revealed a vast sadness.

And at this time, the gentleness, I don't know where the strength of Lu Dao came from, actually broke free from the shackles of Ah Ben, and rushed to Rong Jue again, Rong Jue did not avoid it, he really suffered a gentle fist, anyway, for him, he even has the heart to die, what is it to be beaten for a while?

Seeing that he didn't move at all, just clinging to the "warm" urn, gentleness became angry, and no longer raised her fist to hit him, but reached out to snatch the urn from his arms.

While doing it, he scolded: "Rong Jue, you let go, you are not qualified to hold my sister's urn at all, you are not qualified!

However, Rong Jue didn't let go of his hand when he died, he hugged the urn tightly, eager to rub the urn into his body, and his sad expression was overflowing.

Although the beating is nothing, he will never let go of this urn alone.

Because, apart from this urn, he has no more thoughts......

Gentle was so angry that she cried loudly, and screamed and scolded with all her might: "Rong Jue, you bastard, you still want to continue to bully my sister when she dies, don't you?! You let me go, she won't have peace before she dies, and you will let her go after she dies! Just let her be with our family quietly, can't you?!"

Gently and desperately dragged, and Rong Jue hugged tightly, back and forth, when everyone was unprepared, an unexpected thing happened.

The action of the two of them was too big, so big that the urn broke free from Rong Jue's hands and flew out of the gang in a parabolic flying spiral!

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

And the urn was also knocked to the ground, rolled down in a circle, and slipped into a dirty~dirty ditch on the side.

Everyone was shocked and froze in place.

Rong Jue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly opened his arms as if he was crazy, and grabbed in mid-air, as if he was desperately trying to get back all the ashes that had been scattered out of the air.

"No...... No...... You can't go...... Warm...... You come back......" He fluttered wildly, but the fluttering ashes were blown by the wind to the river, and then fell into the river and down the river.

Rong Jue's face turned pale, and he jumped into the edge of the river with a plop, fishing in the water with both hands, but unfortunately in addition to the liquid water, it was still water, and those water mixed with "warm" ashes flowed away from between his fingers, and there was no trace of it.

Rong Jue shook his head and whispered in a trance: "No, you can't go...... Warm, you come back, you can't leave me!"

Seeing this, the old man in the funeral parlor shook his head and said, "Alas, everything is providential, so let it go." ”

Looking at the scene of gray-white ashes sprinkled on the water and chasing down with the waves, Rong Jue couldn't control himself anymore, and looked up in grief and shouted: "No-warm!"

Rong Jue's mournful voice drifted away with the wind, and the wet and cold cool breeze blew on his face a little painfully, as if he couldn't feel it, let the wind blow, and his slender hands curled up tightly, gurgling.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Rong Jue's heart, what is life to mourn, and what is death to fear? Since "life" is no longer a beautiful thing for him, "death" is no longer terrible.

With his thoughts, he lifted his feet and walked slowly towards the deep water, stepping in one foot at a time, letting the waves keep coming, letting the rain and rivers soak his clothes, he had only one belief, that is, he would go with the warmth!

He walked step by step towards the deep water, and with one foot in the air, the whole person was planted in the river, and the water quickly spread to the top of his head......

"Rong Shao?!, save Rong Shao!"

Seeing that Rong Jue's situation was wrong, Ah Ben quickly let go of the gentleness and immediately jumped into the river with two of his subordinates to save people!

Rong Jue had the heart to die, and he didn't even struggle, although he had only been in the water for less than five minutes, but because of a heavy rain, the river was very turbulent, and after he planted himself in the river, the river washed him away at a very fast speed, and when Ah Ben finally fished him ashore, his face was terrible.

After Rong Jue woke up, he found that he was not dead, he fell into a state of low spirits ~ Mi again, did not eat or drink, refused to receive any treatment, and when Amber arrived, he happened to see him towards the doctor and nurse.

"You're all fucking out!" I'm not sick, whoever told you to give me medicine, get out of here! Get fucking fucking out!"

Rong Jue's eyes were very red, he hadn't seen him for a week, his eye sockets were sunken, Amber looked uncomfortable, and his voice was hoarse and crying: "Young master, don't be like this." ”

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

"Amber ......" Rong Jue hoarsely voiced, suddenly choked, only in front of Amber, he could barely show his most vulnerable side, "Warm, I found her, but...... But I lost her. ”

All he found was her urn, but now there is no urn, and her death, in the final analysis, is all because of him, he indirectly killed her, as Wen Rou said, the biggest culpability lies with him!

Thinking of this, the remorse, the hatred, the pain, he can't express it.

"Young Master, don't say it," Amber patted his hand lightly and comforted, "Please stop blaming yourself, young master, it's not your fault, if Miss Wen is in the spirit of the sky, she doesn't want to see you like this, even if I beg you, just think it's for Sister Wen~ Sister Wen, live well, don't think about suicide anymore." ”

Rong Jue's chapped lips moved, and he escaped bitterly, "But, without her, what is the point of my life?"

Hearing this, Amber was in a hurry, and actually knelt straight in front of Rong Jue, his knees fell on the concrete floor and made an amazing pop, regardless of his age than Rong Jue, he made this move.

"Young Master, just when I beg you, please respect your own life! If you still want to die, then take me, an old fellow, on the road with you! As long as I, Amber, still have a breath, I will never let you seek death!"

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

Rong Haotian, who was at the door of the ward, stood with a cane for a long time, and when he heard the movement inside, he couldn't suppress his emotions for a long time, and the hand holding the cane trembled violently.

Seeing this, Gao Sen hurriedly 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 made a look, and the two subordinates neatly supported Rong Haotian and left the hospital.

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The warm funeral was held in one of the best funeral homes on the outskirts of the southern city.

On that day, the largest mourning hall in the funeral parlor was slowly mourning, crowded with people, in addition to the Wen family's family members, there were also two rows of black-clothed people with white flowers pinned to their chests, and entertainment reporters who didn't know where they got the news and rushed to dig up first-hand information.

Wen Wen held a bouquet of white lilies in her hand, Wen Wen rushed back to Nancheng from school, she and Wen Wen stood at the front of the line, the white paper flowers were pinned to her chest, Wen Dad and Wen Ma were in tears, and Wen Ma cried several times and almost fainted.

Gentleness was also determined not to cry, but when she placed the lilies in front of the warm statue, the tears flowed involuntarily, and she stood silently, crying silently.

The gentle sadness is not for herself, but for the warmth of sacrificing herself all her life to fulfill the warmth of others, she is like a flower, which blooms and bears fruit in the double decade that should be in full bloom, but withers and withers early......

Seeing the warm and smiling face on the portrait, I gently wiped away my tears again and again, wanting to keep my sister's appearance firmly in my heart.

At this time, there was a noise outside: "Here, here, Rong Jue, the heir of the Rong Group, is here!"

The handsome man got out of the black business car, although his face was still handsome, but it was a vicissitudes that could not be concealed, compared to a month ago, when he participated in the opening ceremony of the model contest, his face looked much worse.

Despite this, he still can't stop his demeanor, and there will still be many women who sigh after seeing him, "Look, who is that man? It seems that he is not small, is he here to attend this woman's funeral?"

"You still don't know what to do? She is the model who spread the scandal with the only son of the Rong family some time ago. ”

"Ah, you mean that vixen? really?"

Wen Wen heard the sound outside, so she walked out of the room, and happened to hear the small talk of a few gossip women next to her, and suddenly her face turned pale with anger, and she rushed to Rong Jue without thinking, blocking him and not allowing him to go inside.

"Rong Jue, you are gone! You are not welcome at my sister's funeral!"

Rong Jue's body shook slightly, but it was only a brief pause for two seconds, and after that, he still firmly raised his feet and walked inside.

Seeing this, Wen Wen was angry, grabbed him, and couldn't help but raise his voice, "Rong Jue, please let my sister go! Before she died, you made her worse than dead, she died, do you still want everyone to see her jokes?!"

"......" Rong Jue's body froze uncontrollably.

PS: There is one more more.