When Jiang Yan came, it was already raining outside.
Luo Chen wore a windproof jacket and held a dripping umbrella in his hand.
The jeans made his legs more slender and powerful, and the expression on that face was a little blurred under the hospital lights overhead, making it difficult to see clearly.
Jiang Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't say anything.
"He's in there."
Luo Chen nodded, his thin lips pursed into a line. Without even looking at Jiang Yan, she passed him and walked in.
Hearing the "squeak" sound of closing the door, Jiang Yan looked away.
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Jiang Yan thought for a while, but shook his head.
Forget it, this is a conversation that belongs to their father and son.
He didn't go far, just sat down on the bench at the door of the ward, staring at the umbrella Luo Chen put at the door in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, the alarm at the door suddenly sounded.
The doctors and nurses who were on standby in the next room all ran out with a huff, and rushed into the ward with expressionless faces. Like a white tide, Jiang Yan's heart tightened and he couldn't breathe.
He walked in behind the white tide.
In the panic, Jiang Zhengming's eyes were still wide open on the hospital bed, but there was only a lifeless hollow inside.
The undulating straight line on the side monitor showed that he had stopped breathing forever.
Jiang Yan followed Jiang Zhengming's line of sight and saw Luo Chen standing there in a daze.
He was obviously over 1.9 meters tall, with strong muscles all over his body, but he was staggered and staggered by the nurses going back and forth.
It was like a delicate grass swaying in the wind and rain, as if it would be slapped to the ground in the next second.
Jiang Yan's heart suddenly ached.
He wanted to step forward, but his arm was grabbed by Pei Jingshu who rushed in. When he turned his head again, Luo Chen had already disappeared.
Jiang Zhengming's funeral was held the next day.
Yesterday's light rain was still lingering in the air, adding a bit of bone-penetrating cold to the already cold weather.
Those who attended the funeral were all wearing black suits and holding black umbrellas. It's like a dark cloud, pressing on everyone's heart.
"Zhengming, why did you go? You left us mother and son, how can we live!"
With Jiang Yan's support, Pei Jingshu cried to death.
The crowd attending the funeral was originally quiet, but suddenly whispered.
Immediately afterwards, the crowd split in half.
A tall figure walked forward through the crowd, his handsome face still had the sharpness and sharpness that others should not get close to, and he looked at everything around him indifferently.
Jiang Yan's eyelashes trembled.
he came.
Seeing that face, Pei Jingshu choked up halfway through crying.
Tears were still hanging on his face, his mouth was open, and he looked a little ridiculous.
The next second, she rushed forward angrily and slapped him down.
"How dare you come—"
Jiang Yan next to him hurriedly stopped him: "Mom, calm down!"
Pei Jingshu's eyes were red, and she screamed.
"How do you tell me to calm down? Before your dad left, he stayed with this little bastard! He must, must have pissed your dad to death, and forced your dad to write a suicide note! Otherwise, we are his serious How could he leave so much property of the Jiang family to this little bastard!"
"Luo Chen, you are no longer a member of the Jiang family, so you have no right to take away any more from the Jiang family! If you are still an individual, don't compete with us orphans and widows!"
The voice fell, and the crowd started whispering again. Looking at Luo Chen with sympathy and curiosity, but more of ridicule and disdain.
Luo Chen just stood in the rain and fog without an umbrella.
His hair was wet a lot and stuck tightly to his forehead. Those eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of water mist, but they seemed to be getting colder and colder, which made people feel cold in their hearts.
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His eyes swept over everyone present, and when he passed by Jiang Yan, he paused for a while.
He hooked the corners of his lips to meet everyone's eyes, drawing a mocking arc. There was a sneer on his lips, and his voice was cool.
"Why? What belongs to me, I will naturally take it back."