Chapter 890 The Two Sides Confront Each Other Tensely
Gu Jin wiped the tears that could not be wiped off his face, and comforted him: "Xiao An, don't do this, you still have me, you still have me, I will always be with you, don't be sad , Grandma An doesn't want you to be like this—"
The tears on An Mingji's face seemed to be broken. The tears ran across the corners of his lips and fell on the delicate plush carpet.
Hearing Gu Jin's words, he opened his lips: "Sister Ah Jin—" His voice was hoarse, sad, and accompanied by desolation.
This call sounds illusory, but it also has obvious dependence, like calling for the last hope.
"I'm here, I'm here."
Gu Jin stepped forward and hugged the boy who made her heart ache.
She hugged An Mingji's body tightly, giving him the greatest comfort.
"Xiao An, I'm here. Sister Ajin is always here, and I will always be with you."
An Mingji finally let go of the hand that was holding An Feng tightly, and he raised his hand to hug Gu Jin tightly.
With so much strength, even Gu Jin felt the pain.
But she didn't make a sound, but chose to be patient.
She knew Xiao An and needed her company now.
He has experienced the departure of his relatives since he was young, time and time again, he is still a child, even if he is in a high position now, he is still a young man with flesh and blood, how can he not be sad, how can he not be heartbroken.
But Gu Jin just couldn't see him being sad.
Seeing someone sad makes her heart ache too.
Seeing that the young master had finally let go of his wife, the butler immediately waved to the servant.
Everyone quickly stepped forward, carefully lifted the lady's body, and walked towards the bedroom.
They need to change the lady's clothes and see her off for the last time.
An Feng had arranged for her funeral before she was alive.
She wants to go back to her family, to her sister who helped her escape back then.
An Mingji knew what she was thinking, so he decided to take his aunt and grandma to find grandma today.
After her grandmother passed away that year, she was buried on the hillside of Qingluan Mountain in Qingshan Village.
Before An Feng was alive, she had been there to visit her grandma, and she said that she liked the scenery there very much.
An Feng put on the shroud of Lingyu Continent and put it in a wooden coffin.
When the coffin was closed, An Mingji stood beside Gu Jin, and he looked deeply at the aunt lying in the coffin with kind eyes and a gentle expression on her face.
He knew that the other party walked very peacefully, without any pain or regret.
The imperial emerald stone they brought back from Nanyu was placed in An Feng's hand, and the other party never dropped it when he left.
The moment the coffin was closed, An Mingji held Gu Jin's hand tightly.
Since then, he has no blood relatives in this world.
They all left one by one, and now he only has sister Ah Jin left.
An Mingji tilted his head, a faint light flashed in his red eyes, he stared deeply at Gu Jin who was by his side, there was an unfathomable dark light in his eyes that he didn't even know about.
Gu Jin had no way of noticing.
The coffin was closed, and Alan and the others downstairs were ready for the convoy back to Qingshan Village.
An Mingji and Gu Jin went downstairs, followed by the butler carrying the coffin.
When they got downstairs, they realized that Alan and the others were in trouble.
On the opposite side of Allen, there are almost the same number of law enforcement officers wearing strict uniforms and holding weapons.
This morning, after receiving the news that there were gangsters from other land areas in the water pavilion on the left bank, they immediately sent people to support.
At this moment, the two sides are confronting each other, the atmosphere is tense, and the smell of gunpowder is heavy.
The moment he saw the scene downstairs, Gu Jindou's cell phone rang.