☆, Chapter 83 I thought I was ready

The three people outside the ward burst into tears. Cen You embraced Qiu Yuerong and patted her gently, quickly sorting out his emotions.

He looked at Shen Qingchen and whispered, "Notify the remaining two families of the Wen family and bring people to keep an eye on Wen Yuanshan and don't let her cause any more trouble."

The ward was filled with Wen Yuming's crying.

Wen Yuci raised his eyes to look at him and shouted coldly, "Wen Yuming!"

"elder brother..."

"Be quiet, grandma doesn't like noise."

"good..."

He bit his lower lip to hold back his tears.

Seeing blood oozing from his lips, Shu Wanning walked over, wiped his tears, and reached out to save his lips.

Shu Wanning touched his head and looked at him in a low voice: "Your brother needs you too."

The door was pushed open and Cen You stood at the door: "Yu Ci, Wen Yuanshan is here."

Wen Yuci placed his grandmother's hand on her side, stood up, washed the towel, and wiped his grandmother's face carefully.

He covered her with the quilt and said in a deep voice, "Yuming, take good care of grandma."

He turned around, wiped the tears from Shu Wanning's eyes, and placed a soothing kiss on the corner of her eyes.

Shu Wanning saw his slumped back, which straightened the moment he stepped out of the room.

Now that his grandmother was gone, there was no one left to protect him.

Wen Yuanshan was stopped outside the hospital. When Wen Yuci went out, he looked at her from afar in the afternoon sun.

He stood in the shadow of the corridor, his whole body filled with inextricable sadness, but his expression was unusually calm.

He didn't say a word, but Wen Yuanshan felt a tingling sensation on her head. She quickly stood aside, not daring to say another word.

Wen Yuci withdrew most of the bodyguards from the hospital to the old house and sent his grandmother to be cremated as quickly as possible.

Because grandma said she hoped the funeral would be as simple as possible.

When they returned to the old house, Cen You and Qiu Yuerong were already wearing black clothes and setting up things in the yard.

Shen Qingchen knelt in front of the spirit altar, dressed in black to observe mourning.

Wen Yuci, dressed in mourning clothes, walked into the old house holding his grandmother's urn. Shu Wanning behind him supported the injured Wen Yuming.

Wen Yuci refused condolences from everyone except the Cen, Shen, and Qiu families.

It was already late at night when Wen Yuansen and his family of three rushed back. They knelt silently in the yard, showing their last bit of filial piety.

Wen Yuanshan didn't show much sadness. When she saw everyone gathered, she raised her head.

"Yu Ci, the family property..."

Shu Wanning looked up at her, stood up quickly, and slapped her hard before she could continue speaking.

"Aunt, you should be obedient when you should shut up."

Her eyes were so fierce that Wen Yuanshan was stunned.

Wen Yuci turned around to look at her and asked, "What does Aunt want to say?"

"nothing......"

She pursed her lips and looked around. The yard was full of people arranged by Wen Yuci.

Wen Yuansen and his family were very well-behaved. They stayed in the yard all night and only got up slowly in the early morning.

He walked over to Wen Yuci, knelt down, and whispered, "Yuci, tell me if there's anything Third Uncle can help you with."

Grandma Wen was buried in the evening, the setting sun was glowing red, and the sky was cloudless.

Wen Yuci knelt in front of the tomb, holding his brother's hand in one hand and his wife's hand in the other.

He didn't speak all night. In response to Shu Wanning's concern, he squeezed her hand.

She kowtowed to the tombstone again and again, and when she stood up, she glanced at Wen Yuanshan.

"Aunt, I will not give you less than what I owe you. If you are greedy, please forgive my ignorance as a junior."

After she kowtowed, he ordered the bodyguards to guard her, saying that grandma liked quiet and no one could disturb her.

Wen Yuming knelt in front of the tomb and refused to leave. Yan Hao forcibly pulled him up. The double trauma of psychological and physical damage caused him to faint on the spot.

Wen Yuci took Shu Wanning back to Qianyue Bay. He asked the kitchen to prepare food for her and locked himself in the study.

The two of them hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and Shu Wanning was already dizzy from hunger.

She took a few quick bites, selected some food, put it on a plate and brought it upstairs.

When I opened the door of the study, the strong smell of smoke in the room made me cough.

There was no light in the house. Wen Yuci sat on the balcony, the scarlet on his fingertips flickering.

He hid himself in the darkness with his head lowered, which made Shu Wanning feel heartbroken.

The strong disguise in front of outsiders was all removed at this moment.

She put the dinner plate on the table, walked over to him and squatted down in the light from the window.

His eyes were empty and slightly wet.

When he saw the person in front of him, he put out his cigarette in the ashtray beside him.

After a long while, his gaze gradually focused and he looked up to meet the worry in Shu Wanning's eyes.

He raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, with a faint curve at the corner of his mouth.

Shu Wanning stood up and hugged him, pressing him into her arms, and gently patted his back to comfort him.

Obviously, he was also someone who needed comfort, but he knew that his grandmother was worried, so he forced himself to make a promise to reassure her.

He couldn't show his emotions in front of outsiders, for fear of being caught.

She stroked his hair and said softly, "You've done very well."

She felt her clothes in front of her were slightly wet, and then she was held on someone's lap and sat down.

He hugged her, buried his head in her neck, and his warm tears slid down her shoulders.

After a moment of silence, he choked out a sob and said, "I thought I was ready."

He had long understood that he could not keep his grandmother, but when that day really came, he still couldn't convince himself.

Shu Wanning lifted his face with both hands and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

Her eyes were a little red and swollen. Although her grandmother was very kind to her, she was also so sad that she couldn't speak.

Wen Yuci gently stroked her swollen eyelids and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I ate a little bit, but I can't eat any more."

She still held his face and persuaded him: "Eat something, otherwise your body can't take it."

"good."

He carried the person to the table and sat down, blinking tiredly: "You take a rest for a while, I'll go see Yuming."

Shu Wanning: "Qingchen is with him in the hospital, you should have a good rest tonight."

In the hospital, Shen Qingchen sat at the head of the bed, watching Wen Yuming's tears mixed in the food.

He wasn't very good at comforting people, so he opened his mouth but swallowed the pale words of comfort back into his stomach.

Cen You and the other person did not leave either, and sat in the corridor in silence.

Grandma Wen’s passing was a big blow to everyone.

Qiu Yuerong leaned on Cen You's shoulder, tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes.

"Fortunately, Yu Ci now has Wan Ning."

She spoke softly. Cen You sighed, tilted his head to look inside the ward, and replied, "Everything will be fine."

Wen Yuci couldn't sleep, so he sat on a chair and looked at the bright moon outside the window. When Shu Wanning opened the door, he looked back at her.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Facing his question, Shu Wanning responded softly: "I know you can't sleep, so I came to accompany you."