"This … This is my retribution!"
"Uncle Rong, why was I so stupid? I cared about her so much, but I was blinded by greed and said those things to her! "
"Uncle Rong, did I deserve it?"
"Zuo 'er was so obedient, why didn't I believe him? His father didn't believe him when he needed him the most! "
In the end, Old Master cried and fainted.
That time, his life wasn't in danger, but his body deteriorated, even worse than before.
Within a few days, he was gone!
It was so fast that it felt like a dream.
Ji Zuo and Ji You stood at the door for a while. When they entered, they saw Ji Yun lying on the bed with his eyes closed, holding a family photo in his hand, unwilling to let go.
Ji You and Ji Zuo stared at it, their eyes red.
Uncle Rong stood at the back, wiping away his tears.
After a long while, Ji You finally caught his breath and scoffed. "Why did you do this?!"
Ji Zuo stared at Ji Yun, at the photo in his hand, recalling the scene of his mother jumping off the building.
He tried so hard to catch her, but he couldn't even touch a corner of her clothes. He could only watch as his mother's body fell like a leaf.
He closed his eyes and clenched his fists. "Do you think that everything will be fine if you die like this? Ji Yun, let me tell you, even if you die, I will never forgive you! "
As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed his fist on the headboard.
The solid wood of the headboard instantly shattered. The back of Ji Zuo's hand was stained with blood, but it was numb and he couldn't feel the pain.
He opened his eyes, staring at Ji Yun with bloodshot eyes. He reached out to take the photo, but he couldn't.
Uncle Rong cried at the side.
Ji You didn't make a sound.
Ji Zuo retracted his hand and lit another cigarette, taking puffs.
Ji You turned to look at Uncle Rong. "Prepare for the funeral."
Uncle Rong replied, "Yes, Young Master."
Ji You said, "You can leave first."
Uncle Rong walked out and closed the door behind him.
Ji You looked at Ji Zuo.
Ji Zuo stood there and suddenly fell to his knees. He closed his eyes and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground, scattering ashes all over the place.
After a long time, he raised his head to look at Ji Yun. "Ji Yun, have you ever regretted what happened that day?"
But there was only silence in reply.
Ji You glanced at it, picked up the cigarette on the ground, put it out, and looked at Ji Yun, "We are father and son, Ji Zuo and I will send you off, we will also wear mourning clothes for you, that's all."
Ji Zuo looked up at Ji You.
Ji You's hand rested on Ji Zuo's shoulder, looking at Ji Yun, "But even so, I still won't let Ji Rong go, never! Whatever you think. "
Ji Zuo's eyes darkened when he heard Ji Rong's name.
Ji You looked at Ji Yun, "I won't let you and my mother share the same grave."
Ji Zuo tore at his hair, stood up and smoked in front of the window.
Ji You turned back, walked over and pushed the door open. "Uncle Rong, come in."
Uncle Rong entered and looked at Ji You and Ji Zuo, "Young Master, Second Young Master."
Ji You asked in a low voice, "Did he leave any last wishes before he left?"
Uncle Rong said, "Old Master said to leave this photo for him."
Ji You said, "That's easy, let him have it."
Ji Zuo turned back to look at Uncle Rong.
Uncle Rong said, "Old Master made a will before."
Ji Zuo said in a low voice, "I'm not interested in his assets."
Uncle Rong said, "The will naturally has to be handed over to Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master. As for the assets mentioned in the will, Old Master said that Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master can donate it or throw it away, it's up to you."
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