Chapter 1129 Warning, too much sweetness (End)
Jiang Tang seriously closed his eyes and turned around.
She has said everything that needs to be said.
Song Naichao lived for more than eight hundred years, which was indeed a long time. Time taught him to endure loneliness and a hard-hearted heart, but it did not teach him how to love someone.
After a while, the man suddenly spoke.
"Jiang Tang."
The black eyes slowly opened, Jiang Tang pursed his lips and said nothing, looking at the crescent moon in the wild.
Then, she heard Song Naichao speak calmly.
"No one will die without anyone."
Ha.
Well, it’s true, loneliness can’t kill a person.
Early the next morning, the two of them continued their honeymoon trip as if nothing had happened.
After the trip, Song Naichao went to Italy, and Jiang Tang was sent back to China by him.
She gradually faded out of the public eye. After the contract between her agent and her expired, she never made a request to continue signing.
The assistant was taken back, and Zhang Ke is still Jiang Tang's personal doctor, but she has also met someone she likes, and will soon accompany her boyfriend to develop abroad.
Twelve years later.
Jiang's father was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer. By the time he became unwell, he only had a few months left to live.
Jiang Tang stayed by the hospital bed, watching the man who loved his daughter become thinner and thinner day by day.
During this period, Song Naichao called her out of the ward alone and asked her.
"Looking at your father like this, have you ever thought of freeing him from pain?"
Jiang Tang glanced at Jiang's father through the glass of the ward, and then slowly shook his head.
"His life was fulfilling and valuable, and dying in accordance with nature is the best relief."
After this conversation, Song Naichao left China and did not return until the day Jiang's father died.
In front of the tombstone, Jiang Tang was extremely calm. After taking a deep look at the bouquet of white chrysanthemums she gave to her father, she turned and left.
Jiang Tang had no illness or disaster in his life. His marriage to Song Naichao lasted for sixty years, and he never had any children.
The man's appearance remains unchanged, but the woman's hair has turned gray, but she remained bright and cheerful until the last moment of her life. In the garden of the seaside villa, Jiang Tang sat in a wheelchair, lifting the silver thread around her ears and looking at the endless blue sea in front of her. She stretched out her hand and took the initiative to hold Song Naichao's hand, with a smile on her lips.
In the end, she said nothing and closed her eyes calmly.
The hand in his palm gradually became cold. Song Naichao slowly squatted down and held Jiang Tang's face. His dark eyes were filled with despair and grievance that were too thick to be resolved.
His red lips were trembling violently. He wanted to say something, but when he spoke, he found that his voice was hoarse.
"Jiang Tang?"
He called her cautiously, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, and gently shook her hand.
"Jiang Tang?"
What responded to him was a roar louder than the roar of the waves.
Finally, the dam that had been built for sixty years collapsed at this moment, and the outpouring of emotions made him almost breathless.
He was sobbing again and again, his black eyes were red. He was as helpless and desperate as a child. He hugged Jiang Tang into his arms and buried his head in her hair. He was trembling all over, as if he would die in the next moment.
"Jiang Tang. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Jiang Tang, I lied to you, I lied to you Jiang Tang."
His face showed an expression of despair that was suppressed to the point of collapse, and then a crying expression like an abandoned child appeared on his face. He knelt on the ground and hugged the person in his arms tightly.
"Jiang Tang, look at me, look at me. I lied to you. If I leave you, I will die, I will die."
Indeed, loneliness cannot kill a person.
But missing you can.
(End)
New World:
Who dares to touch my candy
Dark on the outside and dark on the inside. Irritable and unpredictable. Sugar control VS Born to have a poor life. Epilepsy and madness
Yuan Dynasty: Although I smoke, drink and perm my hair, I am a good boy.
(End of chapter)