How the truth is, no one can know.
Chu Junmo just left this world silently with all his secrets and concerns.
Even Gu Qiqi would never know the compromise he made with the Mistress of the Medicine Palace for her sake.
Gu Qiqi looked sadly at the high-hanging portrait. The man on the portrait was as calm as usual, wearing a light azure gown, carrying his unique elegance. Test, can't see through, can't guess.
"Brother Chu, I'm so stupid. Yesterday, I should have come to ask you if I heard Wu Er and the others said that you were going to draw my blood, so I should have come to you and asked if everyone spread out If you make it clear, the result will be different, right? We can be honest and tell each other what we think. Even if I can't give you all my blood, I can do my best to help you donate blood. How much can I donate? How much is it, I am willing to step into the dangerous situation of the witch doctor family again, to help you beg for blood."
Gu Qiqi's eyes were red, and she muttered sadly.
But now, it's too late to say anything.
If she didn't make this trip in person today, she might mistake Chu Junmo for a complete liar.
However, now she finally understands the kindness that still exists in Brother Chu's vicissitudes, knowing the efforts and sacrifices he made for her and Gong Jue to be together, but she has no way to save his life
What should she do to turn back time and bring Brother Chu back to life
Gu Qiqi closed her eyes.
It would be great if every kind person could have a chance to be born again
"Secretary Jiao, can I pay homage to Big Brother Chu?" She wanted to bid farewell to Chu Junmo's body in person, but she couldn't say the word "body", and choked up when she said it.
How could Secretary Jiao not understand
He and the servants have been crying all day and all night until they are stupid.
The president is usually a bit cold, but he is really kind to them, and his affection for Miss Qiqi has not changed since Qingcheng.
It's a pity that the CEO didn't say those three words to Miss Qiqi until his death.
He is really sad for Mr. President.
Now that Miss Qiqi wants to pay homage to the president's body, of course he strongly supports it.
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"Girl Qiqi, the CEO's last words, don't keep his body, ask him to be cremated and buried. So, now you can't see his body, only his ashes." Secretary Jiao said, pointing to the bottom of the portrait The precious blue and white porcelain jar.
It turned out that it was an urn.
Gu Qiqi's eyes turned red again, and her vision was a bit hazy: "Brother Chu"
She took a deep breath and saluted him deeply in front of the urn.
"May you be free from illness in the next life."
"May you be happy in the next life."
"May you find a mandarin couple in the next life and spend it together hand in hand"
Gu Qiqi murmured three wishes, bowed three times, and then slowly got up.
She is not a relative of Chu Junmo, and she is not qualified to stay in the mourning hall for too long. After the worship, she walked out in a daze.
Secretary Jiao caught up: "Girl Qiqi, please stay."
Gu Qiqi turned around in a daze: "But what is Brother Chu's last words told me?"
Secretary Jiao pursed her lips: "It's not a last word. It should be called a legacy."