novelraw Chapter 0174 Grandpa
Chapter 0174 Grandpa
Suburbs of Beijing.
Private cemetery.
The sky was overcast, and a light drizzle was falling.
The surrounding pines and cypresses are lush and tall, standing solemnly in the wind.
Jiang Ci held Wen Ning's hand and walked up the bluestone steps one by one.
Both of them were wearing dark black trench coats.
Not a word.
The atmosphere was solemn and oppressive.
We walked to a flat cemetery halfway up the mountain.
Jiang Ci stopped in his tracks.
The name of Mr. Jiang is engraved on the black granite tombstone.
The old man in the photo is still the same energetic and smiling man with a trembling beard he saw three years ago on New Year's Eve.
Jiang Ci released Wen Ning's hand.
Step forward.
My gaze fell on the photo, and my back stiffened slightly.
My grandfather passed away the year after Wen Ning left.
Without any warning, a sudden heart attack occurred.
That was the darkest period of Jiang Ci's life.
Loved one is missing, loved one has passed away.
The whole world seemed to collapse, leaving him alone in the ruins, desperately holding on to half of Limitless's empire.
Wen Ning stepped forward.
He gently placed the white chrysanthemum he was holding in front of the tombstone.
That was Grandpa's favorite flower.
She knelt down in front of the grave and used a handkerchief to wipe away the fallen leaves and dust that had settled on the edge of the tombstone.
Jiang Ci watched her movements.
Her eyes gradually reddened.
He bent down.
She gently stroked the photo of her grandfather on the tombstone with her fingertips.
The cold stones exude a deathly stillness, as if separated by the divide between life and death.
"grandfather."
Jiang Ci spoke.
The voice was low and hoarse.
It carried a hint of vulnerability that she would never easily show to others.
"I've come to see you."
The wind rustled through the pine forest.
Jiang Ci turned his head and looked at Wen Ning beside him.
He reached out, took her slightly cold fingers, and pulled her closer.
Their fingers were intertwined.
"You used to scold me, saying I was too cold-hearted, like an ice cube."
"You're always worried that I'll never find a wife and that I'll grow old alone."
Jiang Ci's Adam's apple bobbed.
He looked at the old man in the photo, and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Now, you don't need to worry anymore."
He raised their clasped hands.
The pink diamond on Wen Ning's ring finger still shimmered faintly under the gloomy sky.
"Your favorite granddaughter-in-law."
"That idiot who said on New Year's Eve that he only knows how to spend money and not how to make money."
Jiang Ci's voice choked with emotion.
The last syllable trembled.
"I finally... won her back."
"grandfather."
We're getting married.
Wen Ning's tears instantly burst forth.
She looked at her grandfather's kind smiling face on the tombstone.
I remember that New Year's Eve.
The old man stuffed a thick red envelope into her hand and said generously, "The Jiang family can afford to support you."
That was the first unreserved favor she ever felt in this world.
She released Jiang Ci's hand.
Take half a step back.
He bowed deeply and solemnly to the tombstone.
Ninety degrees.
He didn't get up for a long time.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry."
Wen Ning's voice was thick with sobs.
"Ningning is late."
"I couldn't see you one last time, I couldn't see you off on your final journey."
She straightened up.
Tears rolled down the cheeks.
She turned her head and glanced at Jiang Ci, whose eyes were red and swollen, beside her.
Then, I looked at the tombstone again.
His eyes became incredibly determined.
"But Grandpa, don't worry."
"From now on, I will take good care of him for you."
"I will stay with him, make sure he eats on time, and prevent him from staying up late."
I swear.
Wen Ning spoke each word slowly and deliberately, as if making the most solemn promise.
"I will never leave him again in this lifetime."
"I will never make him sad again."
The voice just fell.
The cemetery suddenly fell silent.
Followed by.
A gentle breeze blew in from the mountains and forests.
not cold.
Very gentle.
The wind blew through the white chrysanthemum petals, brushed against their cheeks, and finally swept up a fallen leaf, sending it flying into the sky.
It was as if that kind old man had heard these words from heaven.
He let out a sigh of relief.
They were given a final response.
Jiang Ci looked at the gust of wind.
He closed his eyes.
A tear that had been held back for so long finally slid down the corner of her eye.
It hit the black trench coat and disappeared.
Three years.
The two heaviest burdens on his heart were the pain of losing his lover and the regret of not being able to let his grandfather see him get married.
Finally, at this moment, it was completely over.
He opened his eyes again.
His eyes regained their clarity and determination.
He reached out and put his arm around Wen Ning's shoulder.
"Let's go."
The two turned around.
Follow the bluestone steps down step by step.
The moment they stepped out of the cemetery gate.
The dark clouds that had been gathering in the sky all morning suddenly parted, creating a crack.
A beam of golden sunlight broke through the clouds.
It rained directly on them.
It dispelled the chill of deep winter and brought a warm and cozy feeling.
Jiang Ci stopped in his tracks.
He looked up at the ray of sunlight.
He let out a long sigh of relief.
It was as if he had exhaled all the gloom of the past three years.
"Grandpa heard it."
He turned his head and looked at Wen Ning, who was bathed in sunlight.
A relieved and bright smile appeared on his lips.
"He will be very happy."
Wen Ning smiled too.
She leaned on his shoulder, squinting in the sunlight.
"Um."
Jiang Ci tightened his arm around her.
His gaze was intense.
"Let's go."
Wen Ning looked up: "Where to?"
Jiang Ci took her hand and strode towards the car parked by the roadside.
Their steps were light and quick, filled with an eager anticipation.
"Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
"Get the marriage certificate."