In the hall, there was only the deserted feeling of guests leaving.
We didn't even have time to clean up the drinks and cakes, they were all in a mess.
Jiang Chuning didn't see anyone downstairs, so she immediately ran to the second floor. She stared closely at the half-open study door. She seemed to see blood spreading out in a trance. She felt that her mind went blank except for herself.
Severe and restless breathing.
Jiang Chuning seemed to walk over with her last consciousness, and with every step she took, she became more afraid.
Just as she was about to enter the study, someone held her wrist.
Jiang Chuning turned his head, his eyes unfocused, looked at him blankly, opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to make a sound: "My dad...is he in there?"
Jiang Shanghan held her shoulders with both hands and said calmly: "Get out of here first."
Jiang Chuning shook his head and murmured: "I want to find my father..."
As she spoke, she pushed Jiang Shanghan away at all costs and stumbled into the study.
The floor in the study room was covered with blood, and her father fell in a pool of blood, his face calm, as if he was asleep.
And in his hand, he still held the doll she gave him the night before.
Jiang Chuning's eyes were deeply hurt by the scene in front of her. She quickly ran over and knelt down next to Jiang Jingyao, crying and pushing his arm: "Dad, get up, please don't scare me, I promise.
I will be obedient from now on and will never make you angry again. This time I really mean it... I have promised you to leave Jiangzhou. I can also... I will never come back again. I will listen to you. Please beg.
Please get up quickly..."
On the side, Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Chuning and then at Jiang Shanghan, probably not expecting her to come back suddenly.
Jiang Shanghan stood at the door, his thin lips pursed slightly.
Jiang Chuning cried so much that she couldn't speak loudly and spoke intermittently, but no matter what, her father would never wake up again.
At this time, Zhou Cishen also arrived. He looked at the scene inside and narrowed his black eyes.
Jiang Shanghan said: "Didn't I ask you to take her away directly?"
Zhou Cishen looked away: "She was crying and clamoring to get off the car. What can I do?"
Jiang Yuan saw that these two people were still talking to each other, and it seemed that he had no intention of taking care of it at all. He could only shoulder the responsibility, walked over and pulled Jiang Chuning up: "Okay, people can't be resurrected after death.
It's useless for you to confess here, your father can't hear you."
Jiang Chuning cried so hard that he was out of breath, and his words made him even more uncomfortable and painful.
She hated herself for not listening to her father and always relying on his love to contradict him. She was not sensible at all.
Although she knew that all this was her fault, Jiang Yuan still used such a relaxed tone. She didn't know whether he was comforting her or mocking her.
It seems that human beings' joys and sorrows are not connected at all.
Jiang Chuning pushed him away without saying a word, knelt beside her father, stopped talking, and just cried silently.
Jiang Yuan was at his wits end and was about to cast a look at the two people at the door asking for help. Jiang Shanghan had already walked over with one leg bent and squatted in front of Jiang Chuning: "Ning Ning, leave here first, okay?"
Jiang Chuning's eyes were filled with tears: "But you promised me that my father will be fine..."
Jiang Shanghan whispered: "Sorry."
Jiang Chuning shook her head gently. She didn't want his apology. She also knew that the situation was never something she could control. She just wanted her father to survive.
Jiang Yuan didn't expect that Jiang Shanghan had no other choice, so he could only use his trump card: "Your father's body can't just be left like this, it has to be sent to the funeral parlor.
If you really have that filial piety, give him two more sticks of incense and burn more paper money."
Jiang Chuning couldn't bear it anymore: "How could your 37-degree mouth say such cold words!"
Jiang Yuan: "..."
He was just telling the truth, so why was he so cold?
Just when Jiang Yuan was about to speak again, Jiang Shanghan glanced over at him. He immediately shut up and took two steps back to express his silence.
Jiang Shanghan forcibly pulled Jiang Chuning up, held him in his arms and walked out.
Jiang Chuning had probably never been so resistant to his approach except when she didn't want to marry him. She struggled hard: "I'm not going anywhere, I want to stay with my father!"
Jiang Shanghan said: "Didn't you just swear that you would listen to your father from now on and promise him to leave Jiangzhou?"
"Only if my father can wake up..."
Jiang Shang's voice became cold: "Jiang Chuning, you should know what your father wants most. Do you think you crying here now will be what he wants to see?"
Jiang Chuning fell silent for a moment, but tears couldn't stop flowing down.
Jiang Shanghan raised his hand and wiped the tears on her face: "Okay, be obedient and leave here first. After everything here is settled, I will pick you up."
Jiang Chuning turned her head and looked at her father for the last time with reluctance.
She murmured: "Did my dad already know that today would be like this, so he wanted to arrange for me to leave in advance..."
Jiang Shanghan didn't answer, just said: "Let's go."
Jiang Chuning turned around and went downstairs. Every step he took was extremely slow. Tears fell one after another and he couldn't wipe them away.
After sitting in the car again, she leaned against the car window quietly and looked outside with distracted eyes, without any brilliance.
Zhou Cishen sat next to her and said slowly: "Why don't you cry anymore?"
Jiang Chuning said: "Don't you think I'm noisy?"
"It depends."
Jiang Chuning didn't speak, but kept wiping his tears.
Zhou Cishen didn't say anything more and simply ordered: "Drive."
…
At two o'clock in the morning, the plane landed in Nancheng.
Jiang Chuning looked at the city he once liked very much, but now he couldn't arouse any interest in it.
Why was she so stupid and wanted to leave Jiangzhou at all costs?
That was her home, the place where she grew up.
There is her great-grandfather and her father.
Now I can never go back...
When they arrived at Xinghu Mansion, Ruan Xing stayed up late and kept waiting for them.
Seeing Jiang Chuning come in with red eyes, she stepped forward and asked, "Ningning, why..."
Before Ruan Xingwan finished speaking, Jiang Chuning hugged her tightly and cried as sadly as he wanted.
Ruan Xingwan sighed and patted her back gently, silently comforting her.
Zhou Cishen stood nearby and said slowly: "Keep your voice down, don't wake up the child."
Although Jiang Chuning was in pain and sadness, he finally lowered his voice.
When she was tired of crying, Ruan Xingwan sent her to her room: "Ning Ning, don't think about anything else, just have a good sleep."
Jiang Chuning hugged the quilt and nodded dullly.
Ruan Xingwan patted her shoulder, then turned off the light and left the room.
Jiang Chuning turned over and looked out the window quietly. The moon hung high in the sky. It was obviously a good weather.