Chapter 1142

Ruan Xiaoju sincerely apologized to Ruan Shengxiong, but she knew in her heart that her apology at this moment was so feeble that she couldn't stop Death at all.

Ruan Shengxiong looked at Ruan Xiaoju standing in front of his eyes, with a difficult smile on the corner of his mouth.

He gently held Ruan Xiaoju's hand, and said slowly in a hoarse voice, "It's okay... Xiaoju doesn't cry... Grandpa likes to see Xiaoju smile. Grandpa is old, and he will leave sooner or later, as long as you are all healthy... ...cough cough...cough cough cough...Grandpa...Grandpa is relieved..."

Looking at her grandfather who was extremely difficult to speak, Ruan Xiaoju broke down in tears.

Her legs were so weak that they went limp, and she knelt on the edge of the bed, tears streaming down her face, "Grandpa, don't you go, okay? Xiaoju is with you, please don't go!"

"Stupid child," Ruan Shengxiong put his hand on the top of Ruan Xiaoju's hair, as kindly as he comforted her countless times when she was a child, "Life always has an end, and death is another new continuation. As long as you live well, grandpa I'll be happy in heaven too."

"Grandpa..." Ruan Xiaoju had already cried until she was in tears. She was brought up by her grandpa, and she couldn't accept the fact that Ruan Shengxiong was about to die right now.

"Hey, we, Xiaoju, have to go on our own in the future." Ruan Shengxiong said, turning his head with difficulty, his eyes flickering as if he was looking for something.

Standing aside, Jack seemed to understand Ruan Shengxiong's meaning, he immediately stood up, came to Ruan Shengxiong, and solemnly made a promise, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaoju in my life, and I will never let her suffer any grievances. "

Ruan Shengxiong's eyes brightened instantly, "Okay...ok...ok..."

The three "good" sounds were weaker than the last, as if Ruan Shengxiong had exhausted all his strength.

Ruan Xiaoju cried even harder, "Grandpa, grandpa, don't talk about it, you take good care of your body, Xiaoju is with you, Xiaoju will stay with you for a few more years!"

However, no matter how Xiaoju called, Ruan Shengxiong didn't respond this time.

His eyes had already been quietly closed, all the muscles in his body relaxed, and even the hand that was holding Ruan Xiaoju just now fell down weakly.

"grandfather--!"

Ruan Xiaoju sadly realized that the grandfather who loved her the most in the world just passed away!

She called grandpa hysterically, wanting to wake him up innocently, "Grandpa, grandpa, don't sleep! Grandpa, wake up, open your eyes and look at Xiaoju!"

Jack knelt down, and he was sincerely grateful to the old man in front of him for raising such an excellent and perfect girl as Xiaoju.

Grandpa, go all the way! Jack murmured in his heart, then hugged Ruan Xiaoju, who was crying so badly, and coaxed her softly, "Grandpa has already passed away, don't cry too sadly, or grandpa will leave without peace of mind."

Tears were already streaming down Ruan Xiaoju's face, she shook her head in horror, "No, you're lying, grandpa just fell asleep, he didn't leave, he just fell asleep!"

Saying that, Ruan Xiaoju reached out and grabbed Ruan Shengxiong's cold arm, shaking it desperately, "Grandpa, wake up, open your eyes and look at Xiaoju!"

The others in the room knelt down, and Lan Ling wept silently, looking at her daughter who was crying and almost fainted, and hugged Tinker Bell in her arms, for fear of scaring him.

A sad atmosphere permeated the whole room, Ruan Xiaoju cried for a long time until her voice became hoarse before she finally had to accept the fact that Ruan Shengxiong had passed away.

Her tears were still rolling down, and the sadness in her heart almost broke her whole body.

Jack thoughtfully poured her a glass of boiling water, "Your throat is about to bleed from crying, drink some water, be good."

Ruan Xiaoju took the cup and held it in front of her eyes, but she couldn't drink it down.

She was so sad that she didn't have the energy to do anything other than cry right now.

Jack carefully brought the boiling water to Ruan Xiaoju, coaxing her softly, "Hey, drink a little, you are not a child anymore. We still have children to take care of, don't we?"

Tears made Ruan Xiaoju turn her head to look, and she saw the sensible Dingdang kneeling beside her mother, Lan Ling, and her heart ached even more.

Yes, now she is no longer the willful little princess who lived under her grandfather's lap. She has already married and established a business, with her own children and responsibilities.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiaoju raised her arm, casually wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then took the water glass in Jack's hand, and drank it with her head up.

When she finished drinking the water and handed the empty glass to Jack, her eyes were still scarlet, the color of excessive sadness.

Ruan Xiaoju looked at the long-gone Ruan Shengxiong with tears in her eyes, and gradually became stronger: Grandpa, don't worry, your Xiaoju has grown up and will live a good life!

The Ruan family has been immersed in grief these past few days, and has been busy with Ruan Shengxiong's funeral for several days in a row.

The entire Ruan family was decorated with sorrow, with white wreaths everywhere. After relatives and friends worshiped, the Ruan family buried Ruan Shengxiong in the cemetery that had been prepared earlier.

After the last shovel of the grave fell, Ruan Xiaoju looked at the newly erected tombstone, and placed the white chrysanthemum in her hand under Ruan Shengxiong's portrait.

Grandpa, you must be fine in heaven.

Light rain fell in the sky, pattering, and soon wet everyone's hair and shoulders.

Lan Ling's eyes were also red and swollen from crying, but she felt sorry for her daughter who hadn't eaten or drank these days, so she walked slowly to the tombstone and helped Ruan Xiaoju up, "Okay, your grandfather has been buried in the grave , we can no longer disturb his peace with tears, let's go back."

Ruan Xiaoju glanced at Ruan Shengxiong's photo on the tombstone again, and turned away unwillingly.

She really wanted to stay with Grandpa, but she was afraid of disturbing his rest as Mummy said.

Ruan Shengxiong's funeral will end in a few days.

The crowd followed, and the luxury cars drove out of the cemetery. The cemetery gradually became deserted, leaving only a newly erected tombstone.

Back home, Ruan Xiaoju's mood was still extremely low, she sat on the sofa without saying a word, holding a little faded puppet in her hand.

This little puppet was a gift that Ruan Xiaoju asked her grandfather Ruan Shengxiong for her eighth birthday, and she was so tricky at that time that she didn't let Ruan Shengxiong buy it at all, insisting that Ruan Shengxiong made it by herself, and she said that she was sincere if she made it by herself.

Now looking at this faded little puppet, Ruan Xiaoju's tears fell on it one by one.

The puppet is still fine, but grandpa can't see it anymore...

Lan Ling and Ruan Zhenghang were also very exhausted these few days, and the death of their relatives made them even more indifferent to their future life.

At dinner, the whole family sat at the dining table in no mood, but no one was in the mood to hold chopsticks.