After a flash marriage, the abstinent president dotes on his wife

In the early morning, the breeze blew through the half-open window and gently brushed across Mu Huaichen's face, bringing a hint of coolness.

Suddenly, the ringing of the phone broke the silence. Mu Huaichen reached out to take the phone. After hearing the message from the other party, his eyes instantly became solemn.

At the same time, Xing Nian was also awakened by the sudden sound. She opened her eyes in a daze and vaguely heard what Mu Huaichen was talking about.

"Mr. Zhai has passed away." Mu Huaichen's voice was low and heavy, as if it had condensed into ice in the air.

Xing Nian sat up suddenly. She clearly remembered that at the banquet two days ago, Mr. Zhai's health was not very good. He looked pale and walked unsteadily.

But it’s only been two days, how could it be…

Mu Huaichen told her that Mr. Zhai’s death had been announced last night and that he would be cremated this morning.

This news made Xing Nian feel extremely shocked and sad. She imagined the sadness and confusion of the Zhai family at this moment.

At this time, the Zhai family was solemn and heavy.

The father and son of the Zhai family stood by the bed, looking at Old Man Zhai lying there lifeless, his face as pale as paper, his eyes closed.

The whole room was filled with a thick sense of sadness and heaviness, as if even the air had frozen.

At this moment, Zhai Ziyi felt as if his soul had been taken away from him. He could not accept this cruel reality.

He knelt beside Mr. Zhai's bed and cried bitterly: "Grandpa, you are not dead, you just fell asleep. Haven't you always been looking forward to me getting married and having children, giving you a great-grandson to play with you? I can get married now, and I can give birth to a child within this year. Please don't sleep, Grandpa, wake up, okay?"

He shook Mr. Zhai's already cold body vigorously, but no matter how he shook, Mr. Zhai would not respond at all.

Zhai Ziyi lay down beside Grandpa Zhai in despair, tightly holding the pair of hands that had long lost their warmth, and burst into tears.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhai Ziyi and his grandfather have always had a good relationship. His grandfather not only taught him to read and write, but also taught him the principles of life. The two of them often took walks, chatted, and played chess together, spending many happy times together.

Zhai Ziyi still clearly remembers his grandfather's happy smile and satisfied expression at his 80th birthday party. He thought his grandfather was still in good health and could accompany him for a long time. But why? Why did his grandfather leave him after only two days?

Zhai Ziyi buried his head in the bed, his body shaking from crying. He could not accept this cruel reality, nor could he imagine how he would live without his grandfather.

Zhai Lu stood aside and put his hand on his son's shoulder to comfort him: "Ziyi, your grandfather is gone, and we should bury him now. You have to cheer up too. I think your grandfather would not want to see you like this if he were still alive."

However, Zhai Ziyi seemed unable to hear his father's comfort and was still immersed in grief, unable to extricate himself.

At this time, in the quiet of the Mu family's old house, Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu learned from Mu Huaichen that Mr. Zhai had passed away last night.

The news was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Both old men were in extremely heavy moods, especially Grandpa Mu. He had been fighting with Grandpa Zhai for his entire life. They were both rivals and old friends for many years.

Mr. Mu slumped on the sofa, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. He recalled that he had seen Mr. Zhai two days ago and they had a few words. He didn't expect to hear the news of his death today.

This sudden change was hard for him to accept.

Mrs. Mu sat next to Mr. Mu. She sighed softly and said, "Old man, do you think that Mr. Zhai knew that he would not live long, so he held his 80th birthday party?"

She recalled that when she attended the birthday party two days ago, Mr. Zhai seemed to be unwell and ended the party early. At that time, she had already felt that something was wrong.

Mr. Mu also sighed and said, "Maybe."

He paused, and then said, "Old lady, if that day really comes, you must tell me in advance. I can't bear your sudden departure."

Mrs. Mu felt warm in her heart after hearing this. She knew that the old man was concerned about her, so she smiled and said, "What are you talking about, old man? We are both in good health and can live a few more years. Don't say those unlucky words."

Although the two elderly people wanted to help the Zhai family take care of Mr. Zhai's funeral, the Zhai family rejected their kindness.

They understood that this was a family affair of the Zhai family and outsiders should not interfere too much. However, they still wanted to see Mr. Zhai off and express their condolences.

However, Mu Huaichen felt fearful. He was worried about the health of the two elderly people, so he asked them to stay in the old house and arranged for someone to do a full body check for them.

Two days later, Mu Huaichen and Xing Nian came to Mr. Zhai's funeral together.

Before this, they also heard that Mr. Zhai was diagnosed with advanced cancer a few months ago.

Faced with this cruel reality, Mr. Zhai chose to refuse chemotherapy. He felt that he had lived long enough and did not want to suffer from chemotherapy anymore.

He chose to hold a grand 80th birthday party, hoping to leave in a lively atmosphere at the last moment of his life.

When Mu Huaichen and Xing Nian arrived at the funeral, they saw Zhai Ziyi at first sight.

He knelt in front of the mourning hall, his face pale and lifeless. In just two days, he had become much more haggard, and his beard was untidy.

Seeing Zhai Ziyi like this, they couldn't help but feel distressed.

They placed the flowers in their hands in front of the mourning hall, and then waited outside with everyone else.

Lu Huaizhi, Qi Anche and Qi Anran were also here. Their families were close and the younger generations had grown up together.

The sudden death of Grandpa Zhai, who had watched her grow up, made it difficult for Qi Anran to accept it. After presenting the flowers, she hugged Xing Nian and started crying.

No one present spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

Zhai Ziyi got into the car holding Mr. Zhai's ashes, and the others followed behind.

He placed his grandfather's ashes into the grave with his own hands and watched it being buried bit by bit.

Although this process was short, it was extremely long and difficult for Zhai Ziyi.

He suppressed the grief in his heart and tried his best to look strong.

Mu Huaichen and Xing Nian stood aside, watching all this silently.

After all the ceremonies were over, the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only Zhai Ziyi, Mu Huaichen, Xing Nian, the Qi brothers and sisters, and Lu Huaizhi, Zhai Ziyi's close friends.

They stood silently in front of Mr. Zhai's tombstone, accompanying this former elder.

"You guys go first, I want to stay with grandpa for a while." Zhai Ziyi's voice was hoarse and vicissitudes, full of deep sorrow.

Qi Anran immediately said: "Brother Ziyi, Grandpa Zhai is also our grandpa, I also want to stay here with him more."

Qi Anche also echoed, "Ziyi, we all grew up under the care of Grandpa Zhai. He is just like our biological grandfather. We also want to be here with you to accompany Grandpa."

Zhai Ziyi nodded with emotion and said, "Okay."

Several people stood quietly in front of Mr. Zhai's tomb. No one spoke, but used silence and companionship to express their feelings.

Time seemed to have frozen at this moment, with only the wind blowing gently, bringing up a fallen leaf and landing in front of the tombstone.

After a long time, Zhai Ziyi spoke first: "Okay, it's almost time, let's go back." He stood up and walked out with a few people.

Qi Anran wanted to say something, but was stopped by his brother Qi Anche: "Ziyi needs time now to get over the pain of losing Grandpa Zhai. Let's let him be alone for a while and don't follow him."

Qi Anran nodded, and left with Mu Huaichen, Xing Nian and others together with her brother.

They understood that at this time, it was more important to give Zhai Ziyi some time and space to let him face and digest the pain on his own.