Chapter 1779 Rose Manor (End)
The gentle breeze blows, spreading the faint fragrance of roses.
Invisibly, it seems to be surrounded by thousands of bouquets of roses. It is very fragrant, and it is also like a lover's hand, gently brushing people's cheeks.
Gentle, yet invisible.
Very old Mr. Qiao, leaning in the arms of his beloved.
Slowly, very slowly, he grasped her hand tightly.
Wanted to use force, but...he was too old to have much strength.
Even moving is a bit difficult.
Fortunately, the person who was accompanying him noticed his movements immediately.
She paused, gripping his hand tightly.
Bowed his head and kissed his wrinkled forehead.
The voice is played very softly.
"Ah Fu?"
Mr. Qiao seemed to be tired, very tired, so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes.
Feeling her beside him, he seemed to smile.
With some difficulty, he moved his shriveled lips.
Like, something to say.
Sound, almost nothing.
"…I…"
Yun Si's eyes trembled.
Probably realizing something, she pursed her lips, and her eyes were slightly hot.
Like a cat, she whimpered softly, and leaned over to listen to him.
very serious.
"Speak, Fu, I'm listening."
However, he couldn't even speak.
It's hard to say a complete sentence, but I just squeezed her hand tightly with all my strength.
It seems that no matter what, he will not let go, and he is not willing to let go.
"..." Yun Si lowered her eyes and sucked her sore nose.
It seems that he already knows what he wants to say.
"I love you too, Fu."
"Forever and ever, I only love you..."
She whispered in his ear.
Every word and sentence is very clear, as if deliberately trying to make him hear clearly.
Very old Mr. Qiao, with his baggy eyelids drooping, seemed to be smiling.
He held her hand tightly, as if using his last strength.
Desperately trying to catch her.
forever and ever.
"..." Yun Si wanted to cry.
The hot eye sockets made her uncomfortable, and her vision became a little hazy.
…
…
…
…
But, she still didn't cry.
Resisting it, he kept blinking.
Holding the person whose body temperature was gradually cooling in his arms, he kept sniffling.
has been enduring, holding back not to cry.
Mr. Qiao once said that the last thing he saw was her crying.
When she cries, he will feel distressed and reluctant.
So, she dared not cry.
Afraid that he would hold on, and refused to leave.
This will only exacerbate his pain.
She took a deep breath, and kept taking deep breaths.
When the tears cannot be held back, wipe them off immediately.
Never let them fall out.
Mr. Qiao did not speak again.
The body is also gradually getting colder.
Under such warm sunshine, in such a season full of rose fragrance, he fell asleep and never woke up again.
But he doesn't seem satisfied.
Hands are still holding her, still exerting force.
Even though he was getting stiff, he still held her, as if...
has become a muscle memory engraved in the bone.
Yun Si hugged his body, holding back tears.
Taking a deep breath, I kept forcing myself to hold back.
Feeling his departure, she lowered her head and kissed him.
His voice choked for a moment.
"It's okay...it's okay..."
They will meet again.
A momentary separation will usher in a reunion again.
She will be waiting for him and see him goodbye.
(end of this chapter)