On the way to the airport, Deng Jinxi was a little sad, and he really wanted to say goodbye to this place full of memories.

I don't know when I'll come back, I used to want to escape from this city, but when I really want to leave, I seem to have some reluctance.

Take another look, she thought, her eyes kept looking out the window, and her thoughts drifted into the distance,

The car was very quiet, and she was about to arrive at the airport, and she suddenly remembered that she was now a "dead person", so what should she do when she went to the airport.

So she hurriedly asked Anson: "Mr. An, then how can I go abroad now, everyone thinks that I am dead, if I go to the airport, I will not be discovered." She was a little worried.

Anson had already thought of this, and he took a wad of things out of his bag, "Don't worry, I've got you all ready." He looked proud, "Look at it, this is the personal information I prepared for you, from now on, you have a new name, a new identity." Tickets and everything are bought with this identity, and no one will notice. ”

Deng Jinxi was surprised, but he didn't expect Anson to be so thoughtful. I have to say that Anson is indeed a very cautious and careful person, when Deng Jinxi promised him to go abroad together, she had already sent someone to prepare, it would have taken a long time to do this, but because of his special status, he got all of them in two days.

Deng Jinxi took it and had to look at it one by one, ID card, household registration booklet, visa... None of them are bad.

Looking at these, she was distracted, this time she was going to officially say goodbye to Deng Jinxi in the past, and she couldn't believe it.

"Thank you, you're so attentive." She thanked Anson and admired him from the bottom of her heart, these were things she hadn't considered before, but he easily helped her solve all the problems and let her have no worries.

The two didn't say anything all the way, Deng Jinxi kept looking out the window, thinking about everything before, like a dream.

The airport has a huge flow of people, and for fear that Deng Jinxi will be recognized, Anson took her to the VIP room and got on the plane directly without arriving at the terminal.

And here, when Cheng Zhi took the urn out, Jiang Xiufan was already waiting for him in the car.

She took the urn and stared, there was a photo of Deng Jinxi on it, and she smiled so softly in the photo.

Jiang Xiufan hugged her urn tightly in his arms, as if he was holding a priceless treasure, and his eyes were full of cherishment.

The funeral was held on the same day, it was very low-key, except for Jiang Xiufan, Cheng Zhi, Old Man Jiang and Zhu Yanman, there were only a few of her fans, he was already very tired and didn't want to toss too much.

At the funeral, everyone took turns to send her flowers, Zhu Yanman cried silently, Old Man Jiang and they were also serious and sad, but Jiang Xiufan was indifferent, did not shed a single tear, but took care of related matters in an orderly manner, and expressed gratitude to everyone who mourned Deng Jinxi. god

Old Man Jiang was worried about him, and patted him on the shoulder when he left, "After the matter here is dealt with, let's take the child back to Jiang's house, don't forget, Jinxi still leaves you a child, he has no mother, you have to worry more." ”

Jiang Xiufan nodded knowingly, but without Deng Jinxi, what difference does it make if he is. In his heart, a place without her cannot be called home.

Jiang Xiufan picked a good cemetery for Deng Jinxi and buried her there, and there was still a place left next to her, which he kept for himself, and when he died, he would also be buried with Deng Jinxi.

On the tombstone is the words he wrote himself: the tomb of his beloved wife Deng Jinxi.

After everyone left, Jiang Xiufan stayed where he was, standing quietly, and the tears that he had held back for a long time finally flowed out. His fragile side is only shown to Deng Jinxi, and his tears are only shed for Deng Jinxi.

Jiang Xiufan squatted down and gently touched the photo of Deng Jinxi on the tombstone, which he personally selected, "Jinxi, you are here with peace of mind, have a good rest." But don't worry, I won't let go of any of those who have hurt you and treated you badly. He made up his mind, and the tenderness in his eyes instantly turned into fierceness, "I swear, I will not let those you hate to live comfortably, no matter what the cost, I will let them get the retribution they deserve." He said, clenching his fists.

He knew in his heart that if it weren't for those people who had been deliberately harming Deng Jinxi, she would not have ended up like this, he had too many concerns before, but this time, he would not be soft-hearted.

It was raining lightly, Jiang Xiufan put down the bouquet in his hand, put the umbrella on the tombstone to protect her from the rain, and then drove away, and when he returned home, Deng Jinxi's parents were already waiting at Jiang's house.

As soon as Jiang Xiufan entered the door, he saw such a scene: Deng's mother hugged the photo of Deng Jinxi, tears in her eyes, and Deng's father held her with one hand and comforted her while crying with her.

From so far away, he could feel their sadness, Jiang Xiufan was sluggish, but he still went in and bowed respectfully to them, "Dad, Mom, you are here." ”

Seeing Jiang Xiufan come back, Father Deng slapped the table hard and stood up.

"If we don't come, will we never know that my daughter is dead?" Jiang's father was furious, "Jiang Xiufan, you are very powerful, you can hide such a big thing from us, if we hadn't watched the live broadcast, we wouldn't even know that our daughter was dead until now, and we stupidly thought she was doing well." "Father Jiang can't wait to go up and beat him.

Jiang Xiufan wanted to explain, but he couldn't say a word, because all the justifications were too weak. The two old men sent the white-haired people to the black-haired people, and no one could accept it.

Mother Deng staggered to her feet, and since she knew about it, she never stopped crying, and her heart ached.

The two old men put down everything and hurried over, just to be able to see their daughter for the last time, but who knew that when they arrived, Jiang Xiufan had already done the funeral, and even the ashes had been buried, as Deng Jinxi's parents, they were like two outsiders.

She pointed at Jiang Xiufan with trembling hands, "Why are you so ruthless, Jinxi is our daughter, you won't let us see her for the last time when she leaves, I was really blind at the beginning, let her marry you this heartless thing." Her voice sounded heartbreaking.

"I'm sorry for you." In addition to being sorry, Jiang Xiufan didn't know what to say, this matter was indeed something he didn't handle well, at first he was because he couldn't accept Deng Jinxi's departure, so he hid it from everyone. Later, he only thought about sending her away in a low-key and quiet manner, for fear that Deng Jinxi's parents would not be able to accept this matter, so they did not notify them in time.