In the past, Qin Cen thought that love was the joy of being alone in a chaotic situation. Later, she felt that she could not afford to love him because it was too bitter, too sour, and too illusory. That was until that person suddenly barged into her life. In the past, Qin Cen had never thought that she would be entangled with Jiang Jin. To her, he was a cold-blooded, ruthless, arrogant, and cruel spokesperson. Perhaps it was because he had almost strangled her to death when they first met, but he had left a deep-rooted shadow in her heart, so much so that she hated him deeply… Therefore, cherish life and stay away from the river. So much so that... Then one day, she sat on his lap and said something shameful to him." Can you exhaust all your energy for me?" - ---
- --The furthest road I've walked is always behind you, but you never look back!
Know thousands of people, do you know me?
...
At the end of May, on a sunny morning.
The curtains in the room were half-closed, and light shone through the end of the bed. Qin Cen lay on the bed and opened her eyes.
There was a half-smile in her eyes. Qin Cen widened her eyes and looked at the kind-looking old man sitting beside her with tears in her eyes.
Qin Cen rubbed her eyes and grinned. She called out softly," Grandpa." There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.
" Girl." The white-haired old man looked energetic. He stretched out his wrinkled hands, and his eyes were full of love." Girl, Grandpa is gone!" You have to be well!"
In an instant, before Qin Cen could say anything, the old man's figure gradually disappeared into the distance until he disappeared from Qin Cen's sight.
"Grandfather, don't go…"
Qin Cen sat up in a panic, but she missed in the direction where the old man had disappeared.
"Grandfather…"
Qin Cen, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly regained consciousness. She was shocked and opened her eyes wide. She turned around and sat up.
The room was empty. The sunlight from outside shone into the room, and a wisp of warmth fell on her feet.
Qin Cen scratched her head. She felt her heart palpitate for no reason. She felt that her heartbeat was abnormal, and an ominous feeling suddenly rose in her heart. This feeling made her very uncomfortable for no reason.
Qin Cen gritted her teeth and thought to herself, No way, there's no such thing. Dreams are always the opposite. Don't worry unnecessarily, don't let your imagination run wild, sleep.
She slowly closed her eyes and lay down again. She grabbed the corner of the blanket and forced herself to continue sleeping.
The palpitations in her heart were forcefully suppressed by her, and she gradually calmed down.
"Because I do not know if I will be able to meet you in my next life…"
At this moment, the bell on the bedside table rang.
Qin Cen frowned. So early? Who was it?
She flipped over and grabbed the phone on the bedside table impatiently. She squinted at the caller ID and was a little confused.
She swiped the answer button, sat up, and called into the phone," Uncle!"
"Cen Cen…"
The voice from the phone sounded choked.
"Cen Cen, your grandfather…Just... Let's go..."
Boom!
Qin Cen's entire body froze, and she was in a daze.
She only heard a buzzing sound in her ear. After that, the phone hung up after a few words. Qin Cen didn't hear what the other party said clearly.
She felt the entire world suddenly darken and become unusually heavy. Her mind was in a daze, and all the strength in her body was instantly drained. The phone in her palm fell to the side of the bed and then naturally fell to the floor.
"Bang!"
The moment the phone fell, tears welled up in her eyes and fell onto the blanket.
...
On the return flight, Qin Cen was dressed in black and black pants. Her hair was draped over her shoulders, and she had a pair of sunglasses on her face. She sat there with a stiff expression, and her mind was filled with the old man's figure.
She suddenly felt that the heavens were unfair to her. She had lost a lot…Now, even her grandfather, who had doted on her to the heavens, had left. Almost at this moment, she had lost everything.
She felt that life was very cruel, and there was an irreparable helplessness and self-blame stuck in her heart.
This kind of loss was the despair of never seeing again and the cold feeling that penetrated her heart. It made her experience life cruel, helpless, sad, and resentful.
Her mind was filled with the image of his smiling face, his warm and kind eyes, and his eyes were filled with love.
His teachings and love were engraved in his heart, but the past was gone.
Her face was a little pale, and tears kept rolling down her face.
She had been lost in her own thoughts and did not notice that some people around her would occasionally glance at her with probing eyes.
She blinked and tears fell. Qin Cen's heart was filled with pain and sorrow.
An arm stretched out from her left side and placed it in front of her eyes. His fair and slender fingers held a small golden satin handkerchief and handed it to her.
Qin Cen was stunned for a few seconds. She felt a lump in her throat, and her tears flowed uncontrollably.
She didn't reach out to take it and let her tears flow down her face.
Because, other than crying, she could not find any other way to vent her grief.
Two hours later, the plane landed.
Qin Cen dragged her suitcase towards the exit. There was a black Mercedes parked by the side of the road. A young man with handsome features stood beside the car. He was smoking, and there was a faint sadness in his puffs.
Qin Cen walked closer to him with a straight face.
Bai Ye's expression was a little sorrowful, a little faint, and a little stiff.
"Sis."
His voice was a little hoarse, and his handsome face was filled with fatigue and dejection.
Qin Cen nodded and didn't say anything.
The young man took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to her. Qin Cen was stunned for a moment. She held it in her left hand and held it to her mouth.
"Pa!"
He lit the lighter and handed it to her.
Qin Cen lowered her head and took a deep breath. White mist came out of her mouth.
Her gaze fell on the black cloth covering his left arm, and her eyes flickered. She raised her head and looked away. She bit the cigarette butt and took a deep puff to suppress the pain in her bones.
Bai Ye took out a filial cover from his pocket and handed it to her.
Qin Cen was silent for two seconds. She handed the hand that was holding the cigarette to Bai Ye. He then reached out to put on the mourning gown for her and secured it with a pin.
Qin Cen gritted her teeth and threw the cigarette butt in her mouth to the ground. Her voice was a little off pitch." Go back!"
"Yes!"
Bai Ye pulled the suitcase from her hands dejectedly and walked towards the back of the car. He placed the suitcase properly and when he walked towards the front of the car, he glanced at Qin Cen and gave her a hand signal.
Qin Cen nodded and walked towards the car door.
Bai Ye's gaze landed on the slender figure behind her. He was stunned for two seconds before he lowered his eyelashes and nodded slightly.
Why was he at the airport?
Perhaps it was because Jiang Jin had left a deep impression on Bai Ye that even though they had not seen each other for many years, he recognized him at a glance.
Without thinking too much, Bai Ye pulled open the car door with a cold face…
The car quickly disappeared from his sight.
Jiang Jin stared into the distance. After a few minutes, his gaze returned to the place where she had just thrown the cigarette butt.
He paced silently towards the place, squatted down, and picked up the cigarette butt on the ground with his slender fingers.
When did she learn to smoke?
This question surged in his mind. Something had happened to the Bai family…
He held the cigarette between his fingers and looked at it a few times. He had smoked a little too hard and almost burned it out. There were still teeth marks on the cigarette.
Bai Ye passed her a cigarette and lit it up until she puffed out the smoke…It wasn't hard to tell that she had been smoking for quite some time.
His emotions fluctuated slightly. After a while, he took out a small golden satin handkerchief, wrapped the cigarette butt inside, and put it into the inner pocket on the left side of his suit.
Qin Cen. He didn't expect to be on the same flight as her on the day he returned to Jiangdu.
The reunion was as strong as wine, intoxicating his soul. Her tears had corroded his heart, and he could only sigh silently.
Jiang Jin was silent for a few seconds before making a call.
The phone rang twice." Ninth Uncle?"
