Chapter 1262 - The Pain of Loss
Lu Yeming stood up and got ready to leave.
Jun Xiqing knew that he was going to look for Elder Sis Mo’er. She quickly ran up and caught his sleeve, saying in a low voice, “West Duke, that’s enough. Elder Sister Mo’er wouldn’t want to see you like this.”
Piercing eyes slammed into her, then lowered to look at her small hands. “Let go of me.”
His low voice was hoarse, but his words were forceful.
Still, Jun Xiqing refused to let go.
Lu Yeming swung her hand away violently. He had used quite a bit of force and Jun Xiqing stumbled backward, falling onto the carpeted floor.
With a huge thud, her head hit against the bed frame.
Hiss.
Even as she said this, Jun Xiqing’s eyes watered as tears fell down her cheeks. She could no longer hold the sadness in. She missed Elder Sister Mo’er too… so much…
And Lu Yeming let her hold him. The two of them stayed still for a long period of time, their shadows stretching together against the carpeted floor…
…
In the middle of the night.
Gu Mohan walked up to the ocean. It was in the thick of winter, but he was only in a thin black shirt that flapped uselessly in the stark wind.
As he looked at the ocean which had been swallowed up by darkness, the waves washed towards him. Cold water soaked his shoes and the ends of his trousers, but he felt nothing.
Yan Dong, who was standing behind him, was more than a little worried. “President, the night is cold. We should head back.”
But Gu Mohan’s handsome face remained expressionless and he only replied softly, “I forgot my phone in the car. Can you get it for me?”
Seeing the President so calm, Yan Dong hesitated for a moment before saying, “Alright, I’ll get it.”
Yan Dong turned and walked back to the car.
Yan Dong had left.
Gu Mohan walked slowly towards the ocean. The cold water quickly soaked through his trousers, his waist, and slowly moved upwards…
He couldn’t feel anything at all. He just wanted to know, what kind of water had taken his wife away from him?
He walked in slowly until the cold waters were at his chest. As his head still floated above the waters, he slowly let himself sink…
Yan Dong grabbed the President’s phone and ran back. But he suddenly froze. Where was the President?
Where did the President go?
The waves crashed against the shore, bringing with it a certain bleakness and a hunger to swallow someone whole.
Oh lord. Yan Dong’s hands and legs were freezing and his blood seemed to run cold. It suddenly struck him that the President had sent him away on purpose.
“President!
“President!”
Yan Dong shouted loudly. But his voice was swallowed up by the wind.
“President!”
Yan Dong was trembling. He had a sinking feeling in his heart as he took his phone out shakily and prepared to dial a number.
At this moment, a giant wave crashed towards him, bringing with it a human body.
Yan Dong looked down and exclaimed, “President!”
Gu Mohan had returned.
He lay on the shore, thoroughly soaked to the bone. The giant wave receded from his body and he opened his eyes to look at the starry night sky.
He had felt it.
The ocean was warm.
When he was sinking, he felt as though warm arms were embracing him, pushing him gently towards the shore.