When Song Ci got up in the morning and went downstairs, she saw Han Zhan still standing at the door, greeting the new guests. He had changed into a black suit and shaved, and looked in good spirits.
Song Fei told Song Ci: "He didn't rest last night."
Song Ci felt sorry for Han Zhan, but couldn't say anything.
According to Han Aoyu's will, his body will be cremated after his death, and his ashes will be scattered by helicopter in the primeval forests of the southwestern border.
The southwestern border is a piece of land that Han Aoyu has spent his entire life protecting. After his death, his soul coexists with the border, guarding this land forever.
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When the body was cremated, many old friends were wiping away tears.
Han Zhan stood with the staff. When he saw his grandfather being pushed into the crematorium, he thought of his grandfather, whom he had fished with and talked with a few days ago, and that he would never see him again. Han Zhan finally broke down emotionally, hugged his grandfather's portrait, and knelt down crying.
The last person who loved him like a child was gone. From that day on, he was no longer a child...
Song Ci heard Han Zhan's heart-wrenching cry. She covered her face, bit her lips and cried silently.
Han Zhan later went to the southwest again and came back two days later.
As soon as he got home, he didn't even take a shower. He just fell into bed with his clothes on.
Song Ci stood by the bed, looking at Han Zhan's sleeping face, and recalled many memories. In the previous life, when Mr. Han passed away, Han Zhan, dressed in mourning, escorted the old man's portrait to the funeral home.
That scene was recorded by the camera, and everyone realized that the boss of Zeus International was actually Mr. Han’s grandson.
Later, when Han Zhan was interviewed by a businessman newspaper, he revealed that the biggest regret in his life was that he was not able to get married and have children, so that his ex-husband could leave peacefully.
Han Zhan’s biggest regret in his previous life was finally fulfilled in this life.
Song Ci lay down with Han Zhan and hugged him. She noticed that Han Zhan had lost a lot of weight. Song Ci made up her mind to hurry up and gain back the weight he had lost.
Han Zhan slept for a full twenty-seven hours. When he woke up again, he was awakened by hunger.
Seeing Song Ci sleeping soundly, Han Zhan quietly got out of bed and went to the kitchen in his slippers. He opened the thermos and saw three dishes and a soup inside, which warmed his heart.
Butler Cai was still awake. When he noticed Han Zhan was awake, he came out of the room. Even at night, Butler Cai was always dressed in his meticulous butler suit.
"Good evening, sir."
Han Zhan took the dish out of the pot himself and ate it directly by the stove.
Butler Cai didn't think Han Zhan was vulgar either.
In his view, the vulgarity of a person's soul is the real vulgarity.
Housekeeper Cai told Han Zhan, "This is the meal Madam made for you before you went to bed. She said you would wake up tonight, and she knew you would be hungry, so she kept it warm in a thermos."
Han Zhan said while eating, "I know." Han Zhan knew that these dishes were made of Song Dynasty porcelain as soon as he saw the appearance of the dishes and tasted them.
The hot and sour potato shreds were cut rather thickly, much worse than his chef's knife skills. Besides, the braised spareribs were too sweet. The chef was a certified chef, so he wouldn't make such a poor dish.
Butler Cai smiled and said, "That's right, sir, you can definitely taste the madam's cooking skills."
Han Zhan finished his meal and threw the dishes into the dishwasher. Then he asked Butler Cai, "Has anything happened at home during my absence?"
"Everything is fine."
"Um."
Han Zhan asked Butler Cai to go to bed early, and he went outside alone for a walk to digest his food.
Unfortunately, it was too cold outside and the wind was howling, so Han Zhan went back to the house after staying there for more than ten minutes.
After returning to the room, Han Zhan was afraid that he would be too cold and wake up Song Ci, so he filled the bathtub in the guest bedroom with water and washed himself clean. He waited until his body was warm before returning to his room.
As soon as he lay down, Song Ci rolled into his arms like a hot water bottle. "Going to take a shower?" Song Ci actually knew that Han Zhan was awake.
Han Zhan asked her, "When did you wake up?"
"Just now, when you opened the door, I suddenly woke up."
"Sorry for disturbing you."
"It's okay." Song Ci rested her head on Han Zhan's chest. She touched Han Zhan's stomach and asked him, "Have you eaten? Are you full?" Song Ci was afraid that Han Zhan would be hungry, so she cooked large portions for him.
Han Zhan said, "I'm full. I'm stuffed."
His fingers stroked back and forth on Song Cixiu's back, and Han Zhan said, "Can you help me digest my food?"
Song Ci actually wanted to sleep, but Han Zhan had just finished his meal, taken a walk, and showered, so he was in good spirits. Song Ci said, "I really want to sleep." She didn't really want to play the game with Han Zhan to help him digest his food.
Han Zhan: "You sleep, and I play."
Song Ci wanted to curse, but couldn't bear to curse him.
He was a fragile and pitiful child who needed care recently, so Song Ci finally agreed to him.
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