Run away! The domineering president's strong love

"Jusheng, Jusheng..." The aunt on the hospital bed called out softly a few times.

Jin Mingzhu leaned over and listened carefully to her words. She couldn't help but shed tears. Her aunt called the name of her first love.

Seeing that her aunt seemed to be in a nightmare, she reached out and gently shook Mrs. Sheng a few times with some concern.

"Aunt, aunt..."

Mrs. Sheng screamed and woke up from her dream.

She carefully placed the warm towel on Madam Sheng's forehead and wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead:

"Aunt, why didn't you tell me?"

There was a hint of distress and resentment in her tone.

Madam Sheng forced a smile and said:

"I know my own body, Kanan. I'm afraid I won't survive this winter. I don't want you to worry about me."

Jin Mingzhu quickly reached out to cover Madam Sheng's mouth and whispered:

"Aunt, don't say unlucky words. You will live a long life."

Madam Sheng shook her head, her tone a little weak:

"Niannan, auntie wants to see you happy and want to see Yichen get married and start a family, but I can't wait for these."

Jin Mingzhu's eyes were filled with tears and she turned her head away to hide them.

Seeing that she was sad, Madam Sheng quickly stood up and comforted her:

"Nianyan, don't be sad. Auntie doesn't want to see you sad. My Nanyan is most beautiful when she smiles."

She could no longer bear the bitterness in her heart, so she shouted "Aunt", and threw herself into Mrs. Sheng's arms.

She vented all the fear and panic in her heart through tears. She hated why her aunt, such a good person, had to go through such a terrible thing.

Mrs. Sheng just touched her back lovingly and let her cry.

After a long time, Jin Mingzhu stopped crying, held Madam Sheng's hand, and said firmly:

"Aunt, medical conditions are so advanced nowadays, we can definitely cure you, we can. I don't want you to leave me."

Madam Sheng was silent for a long time, her eyes were red:

"Xianxian, I can't bear to leave you either. I can only accompany you here. I hope you and Yichen can live well in the future. Auntie will become the brightest star in the sky, illuminating you."

"I will point at you and Yichen and tell everyone around us in heaven that this is our Jin family's little princess, this is my child."

"Aunt..." Jin Mingzhu kept crying, as if she was trying to cry all her tears dry.

This tragic news was like a heavy blow to her. All her rationality collapsed at this moment. She couldn't accept it. All she could do was cry, cry with all her might.

It seems that after crying, the sadness will be less.

Seeing her so sad, Mrs. Sheng felt very upset too.

She patted Jin Mingzhu's hand and said softly:

"Nian Nian, there is something I want you to do for me. This is also my last wish."

Her vision was a little blurry, but she still looked up at her aunt:

"Aunt, I will help you do whatever you want."

"Good child." Madam Sheng held her hand tightly, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed across her old face:

"Nian Nian, I want you to help me find someone."

Jin Mingzhu reacted almost instantly when she heard her aunt say that extremely clear name.

"Ju Sheng, I want to know why he broke our promise and didn't come to the dock to find me?" Thinking of the past, Mrs. Sheng shed two lines of tears.

"His name is Ju Sheng. He is from Zhoucheng, the only son in the family, and has a dimple on the corner of his lips when he smiles." Mrs. Sheng continued to recall.

Jin Mingzhu wrote down everything Mrs. Sheng said in her notebook.

"Aunt, is there anything else?"

Madam Sheng shook her head:

"Xianxian, put it in the newspaper and write a sentence on it." She paused.

When he spoke again, there was a hint of affection in his tone:

"The moon on the sea is the moon in the sky."

"Aunt, I will bring Ju Sheng to see you." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and promised.

Jin Mingzhu used a pseudonym for her aunt, wrote down her story, and published it on the front page of Dinghua. At the end of the story, the heroine said that sentence.

She left her contact information at the end, hoping that Ju Sheng would meet her and contact her.

Such a tragic love story touched and resonated with countless people, and everyone was forwarding it. For a time, looking for the male protagonist in the story became the top search trend.

The phone rang again and again. Jin Mingzhu picked up the phone with great anticipation, checked the identity information, and then hung up the phone in disappointment.

Until this day, the phone rang again.

"Hello, I'm Jin Mingzhu from Dinghua Media." She said softly.

The other party was silent for a long time, and then spoke hesitantly:

"Zhiyi, is she okay?"

Hearing the name of her aunt from the man's mouth, Jin Mingzhu dropped the pen in her hand to the ground in shock, and then a trace of joy flashed in her eyes:

"It's you, it's you, right? You are Ju Sheng."

She was answered by a long silence, which seemed to reveal infinite entanglement and sadness. He responded softly:

"it's me."

The long efforts finally paid off, and Jin Mingzhu couldn't wait to speak:

"Don't hang up yet. Listen to me, Ju Sheng. Jin Yuxin is my aunt. She is seriously ill and doesn't have much time left. She wants to see you..."

She was interrupted by the other party, who asked anxiously:

"What did you say? What happened to her?"

"She's not well." She suppressed the sob in her voice.

"Ju Sheng, her last wish was to see you. Where are you now? Can you come to Gu's Hospital?"

"I have been living in Beijing. Reporter Jin, I want to see her." There were sobbing sounds on the other end of the phone.

Jin Mingzhu said softly:

"I'll wait for you at Gu's Hospital at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

She was afraid that her expectations would be dashed, so she waited at the entrance of Gu's Hospital early the next day, looking anxiously into the distance.

As the time got closer, her heart sank bit by bit. She looked up and saw an old man who was well-dressed. Wrinkles appeared on his forehead, but he looked in good spirits.

His brows were furrowed, revealing worry.

Her intuition told her that this was Ju Sheng.

She was about to speak when the other person looked at her and said in a loving voice:

"Reporter Jin, you and Zhiyi look a lot like each other."

She whispered:

"Everyone has been saying this since we were little. My aunt is upstairs, and she doesn't know you're here yet. Let's go up together."

The other party responded, his cloudy eyes slightly red.

"let's go."

When they arrived at the ward, Jin Mingzhu asked him to wait outside the door and went into the room first.

Seeing my aunt’s face become more haggard, I felt as if my heart was tightened and it ached.

"Xiao Xiao." Aunt called out.

Jin Mingzhu leaned over and gently hugged her aunt, her voice lowered:

"Aunt, I have found Ju Sheng."

The other party's somewhat tired face instantly glowed with infinite brilliance. She borrowed the strength to stand up, held Jin Mingzhu's hand, and asked:

"Nian Nian, it's great that he's still alive. Is he doing well?"