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She looked at him in shock and suddenly understood what he meant. If she died first, then this man would definitely die with her.    

    

It was a suicide!    

    

Did those handwritten letters not mention the experiences of the Jun's, who loved him, when he died in Predestine's hands? Did they also commit suicide when he died in Predestine?    

    

It was so tragic, yet so persistent!    

    

Lu Xiaorong's heart was in turmoil. Although she had gone to the Jun Family's ancestral hall and read those handwritten letters, her understanding of the Jun's's love for the Predestine was still far from enough!    

    

Lu Xiaorong wasn't unfamiliar with death. When her loved ones were dying one by one beside her, the sorrow in her heart was still buried deep in her heart even after so many years had passed.    

    

That was why she didn't want to see anyone close to her die in front of her. It was because that sort of pain was too difficult to endure. But at this moment, for the first time, she wished that he could walk in front of her when their hair was white and they were too old to walk.    

    

Because she did not want to see this man still commit suicide in the end, because … She loved this man too much, this man who loved her so much!    

    

Taking a deep breath, Lu Xiaorong suddenly hugged Jun Zichen's neck, burying her face into his neck. "I will let myself live on in peace, safe and sound, for 100 years! So you have to live well too! "    

    

Her hair brushed against his cheeks, and the tip of his nose was filled with her fresh fragrance. The person in his arms was so warm that both he and she would definitely be able to live well.    

    

She held him for a long moment before rubbing her head against his neck. "Are you free this weekend?"    

    

"I'm free, is that it?" He asked in a low voice.    

    

"I want you to accompany me to see my parents and brother." Her voice was soft and had a hint of a nasal tone to it. If he wasn't standing so close to her, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear what she was saying.    

    

As he said this, he could clearly feel her hands tightly grabbing onto the lapels of his clothes on his shoulders, like a grieving little beast, looking for a safe place.    

    

He raised his hand gently and rubbed her head. "I'll go with you to see them this Sunday."    

    

They... They were the people closest to her, but they all left her and left her alone in this world …    

    

In the future, he would be the closest person to her. He would spend his entire life together with her, and he would pacify all of her sorrows. It would speed up her life and make her even happier than anyone else!    

    

— —    

    

On Sunday, the weather was not beautiful. The sky was overcast and the rain was pouring down.    

    

Jun Zichen drove Lu Xiaorong to a cemetery on the outskirts of B City. Her relatives were resting there for a long time.    

    

Holding an umbrella, Jun Zichen arrived before a tombstone with Lu Xiaorong. The tombstone was a double grave with Lu Xiaorong's parents' names on it and two photos pasted on the tombstone. They were a man and a woman.    

    

On the right side of their tomb, there was a single grave. The boy on top of it looked quite similar to Lu Xiaorong.    

    

"That's my brother's grave. At that time, I begged his adoptive parents for a long time before they were willing to bury him by my parents' side."    

    

Although Jun Zichen had never seen that scene before, he knew that the words she said represented the difficulty of the situation at that time. When she went to beg him, she had to lower her voice to the point that … How she cried.    

    

If he had been by her side at that time, would her tears have flowed less?    

    

Lu Xiaorong placed the flowers she brought with her in front of her parents' and her brother's tombstones. As for Jun Zichen, he respectfully bowed in front of the tombstone.    

    

He was the pride of the Jun Family and rarely bowed his head to others, but at this moment, he was bowing with both seriousness and willingness.    

    

It was a vow of the highest respect for the deceased and of the responsibility that he was to shoulder.    

    

"Dad, mom, brother, this is Jun Zichen. He's someone I want to be with for the rest of my life." She wanted her parents and brother to look at Zichen, at the man she had chosen.    

    

"I will treat Xiaorong well, and you can rest assured." Jun Zichen grabbed Lili by the shoulders and said to the two tombstones.    

    

The rain was still pouring down, but Lu Xiaorong felt warm inside.    

    

She leaned on his shoulder. This shoulder gave people a feeling of safety, as if she wouldn't have to worry about anything if she were to lean on it like this.    

    

When Lu Xiaorong and Jun Zichen left, they saw a familiar figure climbing up the stairs.    

    

Lu Xiaorong's footsteps abruptly stopped in surprise.    

    

It was — Ye Nanqing!    

    

He was also holding a bunch of lilies in his hands. However, he was not holding an umbrella right now. Instead, he was walking in the rain.    

    

Did he... come here to sweep the tomb as well? Lu Xiaorong couldn't help but think.    

    

Ye Nanqing obviously saw them and stopped when he arrived in front of them.    

    

Although the rain was not heavy, it had already soaked him. He looked at them with a strange smile on his face. "What a coincidence. Are you here too?"    

    

Jun Zichen stared at Ye Nanqing and didn't say anything. Instead, it was Lu Xiaorong who replied, "Yes, Liu Tie. We just paid our respects."    

    

"Is that so?" Ye Nanqing raised his foot and walked past the two as he continued to climb the stone steps.    

    

Lu Xiaorong couldn't help but turn around and look at Ye Nanqing's back. Suddenly, she felt that he was an extremely lonely man. Even though he was smiling just now, why did that smile look as if he was crying? Just now, his face had been covered with water. It was unknown if it was the rain or his tears.    

    

"What's wrong?" Jun Zichen asked.    

    

"Nothing, let's go." Lu Xiaorong pulled Jun Zichen and continued down the stairs. The Sihai Group was now filled with danger. As the Bai Sect withdrew its capital, it slowly walked towards its demise.    

    

This time, it was certain that the Four Seas would completely collapse, and the once glorious Ye Family might never return.    

    

Lu Xiaorong and Jun Zichen left the cemetery. Ye Nanqing walked in the rain and walked to the tombstone that he was familiar with. He looked at the picture of a smiling woman on the tombstone.    

    

"Mother, are you happy? What I have said before, is that I will give you the Sihai Group as a sacrifice, and before long, those words will come true. "