Grandpa Pan stared at the white ceiling for a long time before pulling a yellowed photograph from a drawer. The photograph showed three people: himself, Grandpa Zhu, and his wife.
They used to be very good friends; this photo was taken when they were wearing military uniforms together.
But now he's all alone.
“Old woman, how did Chuanzi become such a person? How did I raise our son to be like that? Fortunately, Qingbai is not like him. Qingbai is like me, just like me when I was young.”
"Old friend, why did you leave so early too? Now I'm all alone. You won't even get to see Xiao Ran and Qing Bai get married..."
Grandpa Pan talked on and on, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep in his chair.
After Pan Qingbai came out, the first person he went to see was Lu Qingyan. Since Zhu Jun wasn't there, Lu Qingyan naturally wouldn't fight with him.
"Pan Qingbai." Lu Qingyan called his name, but not with the same affection as before.
Pan Qingbai felt a pang of panic: "Xiao Ran."
"Don't come here again," Lu Qingyan said, at least not until the Pan family falls and Zhu Jun has vented his anger.
Pan Qingbai assumed that Lu Qingyan had finally broken up with him completely this time, so he stepped forward and grabbed her hand without saying a word: "Xiao Ran, let me explain. I knew nothing about these things, and I will definitely get justice for you."
Lu Qingyan shook her head: "Pan Qingbai, I don't need you to seek justice for me. My brother and I are enough. In what capacity are you seeking justice for me? Are you the team leader?"
Pan Qingbai belatedly realized that he and Lu Qingyan had so little connection. He seemed to have never confessed his feelings, yet they had naturally and effortlessly gotten together.
Now, it's like nothing ever happened before we're about to part ways.
Pan Qingbai looked into Lu Qingyan's eyes and said earnestly, "Xiao Ran, I want to marry you."
"Pan Qingbai, I'm not in the mood to talk about marriage right now." Lu Qingyan pulled her hand away from Pan Qingbai's and went inside, locking the door behind her.
She smiled slightly and whispered, "Not now, but later."
Pan Qingbai looked at the tightly closed door. He could easily push it open with a single hand, but at this moment, he seemed to have lost his courage.
"Xiao Ran, you must wait for me." He whispered to himself, never thinking of giving up because of this. He only wanted Zhu Ran for the rest of his life.
Lu Qingyan stayed here to handle Old Master Zhu's funeral arrangements. To prevent the corpses from mutating, burial was no longer permitted. All the bodies that died for various reasons were destroyed in a large fire, and even the ashes were not allowed to be taken with them.
Lu Qingyan had already cremated Old Master Zhu to ashes, but instead of leaving them lying around, she found a wooden box and solemnly placed them inside. She planned to offer a few more sticks of incense before burying the box. Although she didn't know if it would work, at least it would give her peace of mind.
Lu Qingyan knew that Zhu Jun had gone out because of Old Master Zhu's death, but she didn't know what he had gone out to do. Zhu Jun didn't say, and even after she asked him again, he still didn't say.
Lu Qingyan couldn't stop him, and even if she could stop him for a while, she couldn't stop him forever. She also felt that with Zhu Jun's skills, nothing serious would happen to him.
She never expected that, due to a moment of carelessness, she would completely lose contact with Zhu Jun.
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