“Hehe…” She laughed and stepped back, her eyes instantly filling with tears: “Did anyone ask me if I wanted this? I want to marry the Junhao who truly loves me, not be treated as some kind of task.”
“Xiang’er, I’m sorry. If this was her wish, I will follow through, regardless of your agreement.” He silently thought in his heart that this heart was already dead; marrying or not marrying was all the same to him.
Anke’s funeral was held as scheduled, simple to the extreme. Junhao didn’t attend to send her off, afraid he might snatch her ashes and prevent the burial. Following her wishes, he didn’t tell An Qiao about this tragedy.
Junhao never mentioned Anke’s matter, throwing himself completely into work, busy day and night. To outsiders, he hadn’t changed at all, still the Junhao with a smile as gentle as spring.
Only he himself knew that only when he was busy would she leave him, would she not wander in front of his eyes. As long as he was still, she would appear before him, sometimes looking at him with a smile, sometimes crying and yelling at him, sometimes softly telling him she loved him. Whenever he reached out to embrace her, she would fade like a wisp of light, finally disappearing from his eyes, leaving him alone to suffer in the darkness.
And Jun Hao was destined to be reluctant to let go of this woman in this lifetime!
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070 Ending Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was once again the coldest season of the year, which for some felt like an eternity.
Pei Xuan Yan and Nan Xing Chen finally stepped into the church, completing their lifelong commitment. Pei Xuan Yan brought back Pei Xuan Zhi, who had become almost crazy after being humiliated in Africa. Still by Jun Hao’s side was Leng Xiang, who had not agreed to marry him, waiting for a miracle to happen, believing he should be happy and that she would leave at the right time to walk her own path in life.
