Chapter 625: Xiao Jingrun (12)
"What am I telling you?" A soft voice came to her ears, and the sunlight reflected on her face.
Xiao Jingrun seemed to see a girl's face that was just as young and innocent as before.
It is Jiang Zhiyue’s smile.
She was calm and kind, and took care of him patiently when he was seriously ill.
Xiao Jingrun shook his head and sighed, "Maybe I am confused. You are clearly by my side. How could this be a dream? Dreams cannot be so absurd."
He looked at the younger generations around him. Over the past few decades, the Xiao family had grown and prospered in his hands. They were the creators of Brandenburg, but he would never allow any descendant of the Xiao family to call himself the master of Brandenburg.
Xiao Jingrun formulated strict rules. If every descendant of the Xiao family wanted to achieve fame and fortune, they had to start from the bottom and go to the farthest, most remote and most difficult places.
“Only by feeling the pain can we empathize with the people who are in dire straits.”
This is the ancestral precept of the Xiao family starting from Xiao Jingrun's generation.
The struggle for power along the way was full of thrills and dangers.
Not only did Jiang Zhiyue almost die, but Xiao Jingrun was also forced into a desperate situation by hostile forces.
They went through many hardships hand in hand.
Every scar on his body, the tears she shed on his chest because she was worried about his safety, were real and felt.
Xiao Jingrun once asked Jiang Zhiyue if she regretted meeting him. It was he who changed her fate and dragged her into a life-and-death battlefield.
She smiled bitterly and replied, "If I wasn't by your side, would you have to face all this alone?"
"I should thank God and be glad to have met you."
"You didn't change my destiny, you led me to a path that I had always longed for."
Xiao Jingrun's ears were filled with noisy echoes, and he couldn't help but feel that these younger generations were too noisy. He was just sick, not dead.
Each of them acted as if saying their final goodbyes to him, and their mournful cries gradually grew louder. The little great-grandson took his hand, then took Jiang Zhiyue's hand, and put their hands together.
"Grandpa, you can't leave. How can you bear to leave grandma alone... How can you bear to..."
Xiao Jingrun doesn't like saying goodbye.
He would remember that morning when he said goodbye to Jiang Zhiyue.
In that dark alley, she hugged him tightly, and when she let go, he even wanted to take her away with her.
He didn't know whether she would act according to his plan, and he was not sure whether she would be able to come to him in the end... With all these uncertainties, Xiao Jingrun could not guarantee whether he could defeat his father and brothers after returning to the Xiao family.
He bears the identity of the heir, but he is actually a rat who hides from the light. How will she view him?
How can he draw her into his world when he can't even guarantee his own safety?
Reason told Xiao Jingrun that those unspoken words were sealed between his lips.
"Please don't resent my concealment." This was also the confession Xiao Jingrun left for her, "I like you, Jiang Zhiyue."
The first thing Xiao Jingrun did when he returned to the Xiao family was to conceal this experience at all costs and never let the sharp arrow hurt her.
He silently watched her every move until she suddenly went abroad.
Mrs. Xiao was well aware of this past, so she advised Xiao Jingrun to choose a marriage partner as soon as he reached the right age.
Xiao Jingrun said with a smile, "Mother, since you know that I have someone in my heart, and we are both waiting for the day when we fulfill our promises to each other, do you want to erase even the last bit of thought in my heart?"
"I am not a noble, and she is not a commoner. We will answer with facts."
This answer sheet is based on a full-mark system.
Their love story spread throughout Brandenburg, and they became a legendary presidential couple in history.
Jiang Zhiyue was Xiao Jingrun's aide, and later rose to the position of Speaker step by step. Her students are spread all over the world, and she has controlled the entire political circle of Brandenburg for nearly half a century.
She and Xiao Jingrun came to the end. Xiao Jingrun leaned on Jiang Zhiyue's shoulder. The former high-spirited president seemed to have transformed into a child muttering to himself, "Zhiyue, that voice sounded again, urging me to open my eyes..."
"But, I clearly opened my eyes. I saw our children, our grandchildren, and our family... I saw it so clearly, and I kept my eyes open, watching you..."
"Will you blame me?" He said sadly, "I once concealed my identity..."
"Hush." Jiang Zhiyue coaxed him gently, just like coaxing a child, "I understand that you have no choice. I am grateful to meet you."
"How can I bear to leave you alone?"
The younger generations left the ward one after another, not wanting to disturb the warm world of two.
The whispers lingering in his ears continued to urge Xiao Jingrun to open his eyes. Xiao Jingrun reached out and touched Jiang Zhiyue's face. The woman he had loved all his life, his beloved wife, his comrade-in-arms, he was reluctant to leave...
As smart as he is, he doesn't know where to find her in the next life.
When the time came, his hands gradually became weak and he dropped them, closing his eyes.
Dream, wake up.
The illusion is broken.
The dazzling light in front of him illuminated Xiao Jingrun's face.
He leaned back in a chair in the presidential palace, with a flashing vision device on the table.
I don’t know how much time passed, and no one came to disturb me during the whole process.
This unique experience left a lasting impression on Xiao Jingrun.
He subconsciously picked up the documents on the table, trying to hide some abnormality in his heart. At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door, followed by a clear female voice like a spring.
"Everyone has been waiting for you for half an hour. What are you still busy with? The summit is about to begin."
Without prior notice, someone pushed open the office door, and a familiar face immediately appeared.
The woman was wearing a formal business suit and had a gentle smile on her face. But if you looked closely, you could see a barely perceptible sharpness in her eyes. This was the vigilance of a staff member, and she was worried about Xiao Jingrun's safety.
"Zhiyue?" Xiao Jingrun called her in surprise.
Jiang Zhiyue was somewhat helpless, "Didn't we agree that we can't be so intimate in the Presidential Palace?"
Seeing the flashing vision device on the table, she understood and said with a smile: "This thing is very popular recently. I didn't expect you to be interested in it. What did you see?"
She walked to Xiao Jingrun, took out a clean handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Xiao Jingrun grabbed her hand, his eyes full of disbelief.
Jiang Zhiyue smiled, leaned close to his ear, and gently kissed him, "Okay, Mr. President, everyone is waiting for you at the meeting."
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