419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

Everything has become more beautiful and is developing in a more perfect direction.

It's just that Su Jinran didn't expect that after he gave Sophia this weekend vacation, Su Qinghe didn't usher in the next weekend.

The old man walked away in his sleep, without making a sound, without notifying anyone in advance, only Qin Xin was by his side.

That old Su family's ancestral house, where Su Qinghe was born, also left here.

When Su Jinran rushed back, Su Qinghe was still lying on the bed peacefully >

Qin Xin stood aside, his eyes were already red and swollen, and there were still tears on his cheeks.

Seeing him coming in, she looked at him with teary eyes, and the tears accumulated in her eyes dripped like water.

Su Jinran didn't look at her, at this moment, there was only that one person in his eyes.

His body was straight and his steps were firm. The distance between each step was not far, but it seemed that he had walked for a long, long time.

On an ancient wooden bed, the old man lightly closed his eyes, folded his hands on his chest, and had a serene expression.

Su Jinran's throat became more and more choked, he really wanted him to jump up like last time and then raised his eyebrows and said that he was actually pretending.

It was possible to pretend at that time, and it is also possible to pretend at this time. Why did you really just lie down and not move?

The sour air, the choked air in the throat, seemed to rush to the eye sockets through other channels, moistening the corners of the eyes and making the heart sore.

Su Jinran just stood and watched quietly, the sobs and sobs around her seemed to disappear all of a sudden, her ears were quiet, only the words that the old man said before he was alive could be heard repeatedly.

Qinghai Yun walked gently to his side, eyes reddish, looking at the bed >

"The master is not pretending to be sick, he is just using his illness to fulfill his last wish."

Whether it's for Xue Zirou or him, he just wants to give a real result.

Su Jinran's lips moved, and Qing Haiyun moved closer.

His voice was very soft, but his words were clear, as if he was muttering to himself but also deliberately speaking to someone who had gone, he said:

"There is one last wish that has not yet been fulfilled. Su Mumu hasn't called him Grandpa yet."

Qinghai Yun suddenly burst into tears, he sniffed, his voice trembled, and said:

"The master said that he has already met the little lady, so he has no regrets."

He paused, his body trembling from depression,

"The master said to respect what you mean, Master Jin, and not to disturb the peaceful life of the young miss and madam, so, so..." [

When Qing Haiyun said this, he couldn't go on anymore. A man who was almost old was suppressing his sadness and sadness at this moment, sobbing non-stop from his mouth and nose.

"Uncle——" Seeing this, Qin Xin came over and patted him on the shoulder lightly, tears streaming down his face, the corners of his mouth moved, but suddenly he didn't know what to say to persuade this man who had been with the old man all his life .

Qinghai Yun waved his hand and pulled her out, preparing to hand over this world to the young person in charge.

Su Jinran still stood in that posture, hearing those scattered footsteps backing out, the world suddenly became deserted.

His heart seemed to be tightly tightened with a thin rope, embedded in flesh and blood, after all, blood is thicker than water, even if this man missed it, he would try his best to make up for it.