Jiang Xiufan was helpless, these people were all Deng Jinxi's fans and people who liked her, so he couldn't do anything to them.And Mr. Jiang kept calling to urge him to hold the funeral, as if no one would allow him to keep Deng Jinxi by his side selfishly.

Helpless, Jiang Xiufan sighed, "Don't worry about it, I'll go out and give them an explanation." Then he stood up and went out.

When the fans saw Jiang Xiufan coming out, they started making noise.

"Mr. Jiang, you finally came out, why don't you let Jinxi go to the ground for peace?"

"The dead are the greatest, Mr. Jiang, you may not be too selfish."

"Please respond to the fan's request and hold a funeral for Jinxi."

...

There were all kinds of voices, nothing more than forcing him to deal with Deng Jinxi's body.

He raised his hand to signal them to be quiet, "Now let me explain everyone's questions. Jinxi is my wife, and I love her. Now I can't accept her sudden departure, so I keep her by my side selfishly. Any secrets."

Hearing what he said, the fans looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Don't worry, I will send her to the funeral home for cremation tomorrow and let her rest in peace. Thank you very much for your love and support for her. I am very moved. Here, as her husband, I would like to express my gratitude to you. After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiufan bowed deeply to them.

The scene was silent for a moment, and everyone felt incredible that the famous Jiang Xiufan actually bowed to them, but at the same time, they seemed to see the gentle and fragile side of this proud man.In any case, it was his wife who died. No matter how sad they were, it probably couldn't compare to the pain in the heart of this man who was with Deng Jinxi day and night.

The fans stopped saying anything and put down their gestures one after another, "Mr. Jiang, in front of so many people today, you must do what you say." One of the fans spoke out, but he was very unconfident, this man is powerful The aura has its own deterrent power.

"Okay, I will definitely." Jiang Xiufan said solemnly.

After hearing his promise, they were relieved and left Jiang's house together.

Jiang Xiufan stared at the backs of them leaving in a daze, "It seems that I really can't keep you anymore." A voice in his heart said so.

After returning home, Jiang Xiufan ordered everyone not to come in, and he wanted to accompany Deng Jinxi alone.

He has been sitting beside the ice coffin, watching Deng Jinxi quietly.

"Jinxi, look, there are so many people who like you, but it's a pity you didn't see it." He sighed, "Tell me, after you leave, what should I do alone?" He was very helpless.

No one responded to him in the empty room, "It's only now that I realize that I can't leave you so much, how can you leave me alone?" Tears rolled down his cheeks, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, "How can I blame you? As for you, obviously I didn't protect you well."

He was leaning on the ice coffin, his eyes glazed over.

"Do you know? I recognized you the first time I saw you. The girl who went through difficult times with me when I was a child was so pure and kind. I decided at that time that I would not marry you for the rest of my life. It's a pity that you didn't recognize me." Jiang Xiufan bowed his head and smiled softly, "I was very sad at the time, but I found out later that you forgot that memory, and my mental balance has improved a lot."

Every time he finished a sentence, he would pause, as if waiting for the person to respond, "The necklace I gave you, when you told me it was a family heirloom, I was still secretly happy in my heart, thinking you are so cute, look at you baby The way it looks, I’m really happy in my heart.”

"If possible, I really want to hide you and keep you by my side so that no one will find out. I don't want much, I just need to see you every day." Speaking of this, his eyes were full of hurt, "But I can't even do this. Do you think I'm so cowardly that I can't keep you even like this. But also, you like to be clean. Maybe only in this way can you really get peace."

He turned around and lay down on the ice coffin, looking at her tenderly, "After tomorrow, I really will never see you again. I promised everyone that I will let you rest in peace. Maybe this is what you want Be clean." Speaking of this, all the light in his eyes disappeared, "But Jinxi, I will never fall in love with other women again, I will keep you in my heart for the rest of my life, you will always be the one in my heart Guang, I will not be here in the future, and I will find you when I go to the underworld, and we will be a ghost couple with you again."

After saying this, he stood up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said softly, "Good night."

Jiang Xiufan turned and went upstairs, every step was so heavy, full of sadness and pain.

In the ice coffin, a tear flowed from the corner of Deng Jinxi's eye, but unfortunately, the person who turned around did not see it.

After Jiang Xiufan returned to his room, he ordered Cheng Zhi to contact the crematorium, and sent Deng Jinxi there on time the next day.

Early on, there were already many fans waiting outside the crematorium, just to send Deng Jinxi off for the last time.They also specially prepared some banners that read "Jinxi, have a good journey." Some fans were even crying silently. Jiang Xiufan looked at it in the car and felt a little relieved, "It's great, there are so many Somebody will accompany me to send you off." He thought to himself.

When he arrived at the crematorium, Jiang Xiufan didn't follow him in. He still couldn't be so decisive. Before sending the ice coffin in, he said to Deng Jinxi: "Goodbye, we will see you again." After finishing speaking, he turned around decisively and stopped looking. He was afraid that if he took another look, he would take her back regardless.

Cheng Zhi followed them to carry the ice coffin in, but non-workers could only send it to the hall, and the crematorium did not allow outsiders to enter, so Cheng Zhi had to wait outside to collect Deng Jinxi's ashes.

In the crematorium, when An Sen learned that Deng Jinxi was going to be sent to the crematorium, he had already contacted someone in advance. As soon as Deng Jinxi was sent in, someone was waiting to transfer her, and then handed over the fake urn that had been prepared to Cheng Sincerely.

Deng Jinxi had woken up a long time ago. Since there were people around outside, she was afraid of being recognized when she went out. She changed into the clothes of the staff, put on a mask and hat, went out quietly through the back door, and took the car arranged by Ansen to follow her. He converges.

An Sen was waiting for her in a hotel, and when he saw her coming, he gave her a hug, "Jinxi, welcome."

Deng Jinxi lay in bed for many days, her previous injury was still not healed, and she basically didn't eat or drink these few days, and she lost a lot of weight.

"Thank you." Deng Jinxi responded politely. Lying down these days, she felt a rare peace. She thought a lot, and sometimes wavered, whether this decision was correct, but slowly, she became more and more determined.

Because of the special situation, although Deng Jinxi was still very haggard, she couldn't bear to think about it. The two had to go abroad immediately, packed up, and hurried straight to the airport.

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