Chapter 11
Jiang Ning was buried at noon the next day.

That night, Zheng Xiaomo found that Zheng Ming was not at home, so he asked Zheng's father and mother to look for him.

None of them expected such a thing to happen.

At that time, Zheng Ming was holding the woman's body without moving. No matter what they said, the man didn't respond, but murmured a few words to the woman.

As if she was still there.

Finally, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother rushed back the next day, and he finally regained his senses and let go of the woman's hand.

At the funeral, the man neither cried nor made noise.

Compared to his appearance, Mother Zheng, Father Zheng hoped that he could cry and vent, at least...they wouldn't be so worried.

Look at his unpopular appearance.How can parents not feel distressed?
"Ning'er." At night, Zheng Ming sat alone in front of the woman's grave, stroking the photo on the tombstone with his palm, without speaking, his distant eyes seemed to be looking at such a smiling woman through the tombstone.

"Brother, you've been here for two days, go back. Sister Ning'er is gone." Zheng Xiaomo walked over from not far away.

It was as if Zheng Ming didn't hear her, and he didn't even change his eyes.

You know, this sister is what he loves the most, but at this moment, he didn't even give her a look.

Zheng Xiaomo sat down beside him, "Brother, do you want to know what Sister Ning'er said to me at that time?"

Hearing this, Zheng Ming finally rolled his eyes, turned to look at her, and didn't speak.But that meaning couldn't be more obvious.

He wanted to know.

The man's face was pale at this time, his eyes were lifeless.

Seeing him like this, Zheng Xiaomo almost cried, holding back her tears, she slowly said what Jiang Ning told her at that time.

"Actually, she knew that she would not live long, so she told me that if she leaves, I, the younger sister, must take good care of you."

"She thinks you have to live a good life after she's gone."

"Brother, you have to cheer up. What Ning'er likes most is your high-spirited and free appearance."

It turned out that from that time on, she began to explain her funeral.

"Brother, Sister Ning'er hopes that you can help her take care of Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang."

He didn't remember when Zheng Xiaomo left.

Just her last words echoing in her mind.

Take care of Aunt Jiang, Uncle...

They are what Ning'er loves the most. Now that she is gone, he should help her shoulder this responsibility.

Zheng Ming finally cheered up and started to work hard in his career, but since then he has become silent since then, and he is also ruthless in the mall.

Thirty years later, the four old men passed away one after another, and he handed over the company he had worked so hard for all his life to Zheng Xiaomo's husband.

Zheng Xiaomo knew that her brother had been waiting for too long, and he was suffering too much, so she had no reason to stop him, but she cried into tears in her husband's arms.

"Ning'er. I'm here to find you." Zheng Ming opened the box they had buried together. He had never opened it for so many years because he was afraid.

Inside are two envelopes.

"Zheng Ming, I love you."

"Jiang Ning, I love you."

Surprisingly consistent, it turned out that at that time they had already connected with each other, there were not too many words, only such straightforward and hot emotions.

Zheng Ming suddenly laughed. If they had known earlier, they would have had more beautiful memories...

"Cough cough..." He coughed a few times, spewing out a mouthful of blood.

His body has been failing for a long time, and he has been holding on for the past few years, but now that he relaxes, it is out of control.

Ning'er, I'm here to find you.You must wait for me...

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