Chapter 335 Extra 1 Wei Xiangzhe
Wei Xiangzhe never married in his life, which was something no one expected.
Watching Mu Nanxi and Jiang Shangqing leave, Wei Xiangzhe seemed to have lost his soul.
Jiang Rou burst into tears, and Zhao Shuo was also heartbroken, but he was more patient than Jiang Rou. Wei Xiangzhe stood behind Jiang Rou, looking at Mu Nanxi lying on the bed.
He stretched out his hand, but found that he and she didn't even have a next life, and sighed slightly.
Without saying a word, he slowly left the ward, hunched over.
He had no children, no wife, and his only sister cut off all ties with him. She did not contact him even after she was released from prison. I heard that she died ten years ago, leaving behind a son who is now the boss of a company in a small county town.
It seemed like everything had nothing to do with him.
He didn't know why he came to this world in this life. Wei Xiangzhe lay in the rocking chair, rocking gently, rocking and rocking. Soon, the rocking chair stopped moving.
When it was dinner time, the nurse came to invite him to dinner, only to find out that Wei Xiangzhe was gone.
Jiang Rou was raised by this godfather. She lost her biological parents and her closest godfather. She really collapsed in an instant.
Overnight, more than half of the people who loved her the most were gone, and more than half of the people she loved were also gone. Jiang Rou lay on the ground crying and fainted many times.
But time is still unforgiving, and they can never go back.
Wei Xiangzhe left a suicide note, donating all his personal savings to build schools in the mountainous areas, and handing over all his companies, shares, and fixed assets to Jiang Rou, leaving everything to her to do with.
The house where Wei Xiangzhe lives is very small, a two-story villa of less than 300 square meters, with its own door and yard, very quiet. She has been to the living room, kitchen and yard countless times.
The only things she had never entered were his bedroom and the small bedroom.
The secondary bedroom was always locked, and the key only came into Jiang Rou's hands after Wei Xiangzhe left.
After the 57th day after the three relatives' death, Jiang Rou came to sort out Wei Xiangzhe's belongings. No matter what, she wanted to leave something behind as a reminder for herself.
The mysterious secondary bedroom was also opened for the first time.
Unlike what one might imagine, the secondary bedroom was filled with items, and there was only a painting and a bench.
There is a beautiful woman in the painting. He did not paint her facial features, but the phoenix crown and bridal robe she wears look like a wedding dress.
Jiang Rou burst into tears. She recognized her mother Mu Nanxi at first sight, because that phoenix crown was made by a famous craftsman at the request of her father and it was the only one in the world.
Jiang Rou had never thought that her godfather actually liked her mother, and he hid it so deeply and loved her so deeply.
He even remained unmarried for the sake of his mother, and only remained friends and partners, never crossing the line.
Zhao Shuo had never seen Mu Nanxi's phoenix crown and bridal robe, but he was surprised by what he saw.
"My godfather is actually a lovesick man." Zhao Shuo was slightly surprised as he looked at the clean and empty secondary bedroom.
Jiang Rou did not reveal it, this was Wei Xiangzhe's last dignity.
"Burn it." Jiang Rou said lightly.
Zhao Shuo nodded slightly: "Well, I'll listen to you."
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Wei Xiangzhe's life and his reputation are two extremes.
He is famous all over the world, but his actual life is even simpler than that of ordinary people. Even in this two-story villa, you can't find anything worth more than a million.
After collecting Wei Xiangzhe's belongings, Jiang Rou sighed slightly. At her age, she has actually seen through a lot of things.
In this life, we are trapped by the seven emotions and six desires. How lucky we are to have someone who loves us and whom we love.
Most people will only recall someone sporadically, carefully, slowly, and regretfully late at night.
(End of this chapter)