Kapitel 72: Chapter 72, the word "heart" turned to ashes
Autor: Luo Yi gave her snow Machinenübersetzung
Xin Zimo received a call from Sun Ping in the middle of the night. At that time, he had not slept for long.
"What's the matter? "
"CEO Xin, Du Yuantong took sleeping pills and committed suicide. "
Xin Zimo was not sleepy at all. He immediately sat up. "When did this happen? "
"It happened this evening. I just received news that the DU family mother and daughter are preparing for a funeral. After the DU family was down and out, there were very few relatives and friends left. Basically, no one came to help. Only Jin Shaonan has been helping them. "
"I understand. " Xin Zimo's heart suddenly felt like it was being pricked by a needle.
"President Xin, I will go over to help in the name of a friend. "
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. "
"President Xin, if you are free, you can come and see Miss Du. I heard that she cried and fainted several times last night. " Sun Ping was not sure how much weight Du Anran had in Xin Zimo's heart He knew that Xin Zimo had always been relatively indifferent to such matters.
"okay, I understand. "
After hanging up the phone, Xin Zimo no longer felt sleepy. It was already past midnight, and the entire villa was unusually quiet. In the dark room, Xin zimo sat silently. After a long time, he put on his clothes, took his car keys, and drove out of the house.
When he reached Stone Gate Alley, he heard faint sobs. He had stood outside the door for a long time. Every time he heard her cry, his heart would ache. He did not know if he should go in to comfort her. She must not want to see him... ...
After all, it was him who indirectly caused her uncle's death.
In the end, he still did not have the courage to face her. He listened to her cry outside the door for a long time. Only when she was tired of crying and no longer cried did he lower his head and silently leave. At this moment, she must hate him very much.
When he returned to the Xin family's villa, the sky had already brightened. It turned out that he had stood outside the DU family's door for a long time. He did not know how to make it up to her. He could only entrust Sun Ping to find an excuse to give Du Anran and her daughter a sum of money.
That night, Xin Zimo did not sleep. In the morning, when he was lying in bed, he actually received a call from Du Anran.
"Can I ask you for something? " Du Anran's voice was choked with sobs. It was obviously hoarse, as if she had cried for a long time. She no longer had her usual stubbornness. She was practically begging Xin Zimo.
"Tell me. " Xin Zimo did not want to hear Du Anran's humble tone. With her like this, it was easy for him to soften his heart. He could not bear to see her cry. In fact, many times, as long as she cried and begged him, he would immediately agree. However, many times, she was not willing to lower her head to him.
He was afraid that she would ask him not to see her again. That was something he could not do no matter what.
"Can you lend me the DU family key for a day? I'll go get some things that uncle likes. "
"Okay. " He didn't hesitate. "Go over and wait for me. I'll be there soon. "
"Okay, I'll wait for you. "
The quiet and peaceful du Anran seemed to have returned to the past, and he was at a loss. Du Anran, who didn't know how to quarrel, wasn't unruly, and wasn't unreasonable, seemed to be the Du Anran that he had always known. She was the daughter of the DU family who was well-read, sensible, and knew what was right and wrong. But it made him feel an extremely distant feeling... ...
Xin Zimo took a few bites of breakfast and left the house in a hurry. Mother Xu quickly stopped him. "Young Master, Doctor Kong said that you can't go out. You have to rest well! "
"I have something important to do. I'll be back soon. " Xin Zimo did not listen to her advice and drove straight out of the house. Nanny Xu could not stop him no matter what.
"What's more important than your health? " Nanny Xu mumbled and shook her head. This young master had never been obedient.
When Xin zimo drove to the door of the DU family's villa, Du Anran had already arrived. She was wearing a long white dress with a pale color. Her entire face was dull and her eyes were red.
When she saw that Xin Zimo had arrived, Du Anran stood where she was and waited for him to come over.
When he stood in front of her, she forced a smile. "morning, CEO Xin. I've really troubled you. "
She was as quiet as a hibiscus in autumn. She was not ostentatious and unbridled, only quiet and gentle.
Xin zimo wanted to say something, but in the end, his eyebrows moved and he did not speak. He could not find any fault with Du Anran like this, but he was not satisfied with everything.
He did not speak. He glanced at her, took out the key to the door, and with a crash, the iron chains on the door all scattered.
"thank you! " Du Anran nodded in gratitude.
Xin Zimo turned his face away and did not look at her again. It was fine if he did not look at Du Anran like this. The smile on her face was perfunctory, as if she was treating a client who had nothing to do with her.
Du Anran walked in alone. The grass and trees here were still so familiar, but the path that she used to walk every day was buried by weeds. The flowers of the Blue Jacaranda had long since withered. She suddenly remembered its flower language: Wait for love in despair.
The swing in the garden was still there. The famous flowers that her mother had personally helped to make were still there. The rockery, Goldfish Pond, music fountain, everything was still the same as before. Hot Tears filled her eyes. She could not help but quietly wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.
She walked straight to her uncle's study. Her uncle did not come to the DU family villa much when he was alive. Ever since her father passed away, he would not come, but his study had always been there. There were a few of his favorite calligraphy and paintings there. For so many years, they had been quietly hanging on the wall, looking down at the world's right and wrong.
The calligraphy and paintings were still there, and the study had barely been touched. Du Anran suddenly felt a little grateful to Xin Zimo. She thanked him for keeping the original appearance of the Du Family Villa... ...
She quietly put away the few paintings and calligraphy and took away the things that Du Yuantong used when he was alive. When she flipped through the drawer in the study, she found an old photo album. On it were photos of her and Du Yuantong when they were young.
Tears dripped onto the photo album. At that time, she was young and thin. At that time, her uncle was in high spirits. At that time, the years were simple and happy, but that time had already become that time. The yellowed photos contained countless memories. Du Anran could no longer look at them and could only put them all into her handbag.
The weather today was somewhat cold. The White Frost had wilted the flowers in the garden, and the Pale Yellow Osmanthus flowers had fallen all over the ground. Du Anran remembered that there were a few stalks of white chrysanthemums in her room. They were used to pay tribute to her uncle, so it was probably just right... ...
However, compared to the unopened study, when she pushed open her room door, she was actually shocked. There were wolves everywhere, and the ground was filled with broken glass.
"How could this be... " she crouched down and realized that these were not broken glass, but crystals.
In the center of these broken crystals was a magnified wedding photo. The female lead in the photo was herself. She did not expect that the scene would be like this when she personally took the photo.
Weren't these photos in Xin ZIMO's hands Why did he make the photos look like this... ...
In the photo, she was smiling and blissfully dimpled. She was a blissful bride, but now, her face was haggard. She held the photo in her hands, but she could not smile no matter how hard she tried.
Xin zimo waited downstairs for a long time, but he did not see du Anran come down. He was a little worried, so he went straight upstairs.
It was probably because Du Anran was so immersed in her grief that she did not even hear Xin Zimo's footsteps, so she did not notice when he stood behind her.
"You don't like this photo? " Xin Zimo saw the debris on the ground the moment he entered. He frowned slightly. "Why did you break it? "
He did not mean to blame her. He knew that she hated him... ...
Du Anran was slightly surprised, but after a moment, she stood up. "Yes, I don't like it. "
She stepped over the debris and walked towards the balcony without looking back. The window of the balcony was not closed, and the cold wind blew into her collar, making her shiver.
She secretly wiped her tears away. She did not want to cry in front of him, and she did not want him to laugh at her.
Xin zimo looked at her weak back. She was clearly trembling, but she still insisted on blowing the cold wind. He sighed in his heart, walked forward, took off his clothes, and draped them over her.
"Don't catch a cold, " he said lightly.
Her body trembled slightly, but she did not reject him. She only said two words softly, "thank you. ".
The two of them stood on the balcony for a long time without saying a word to each other. The Sun shone on their faces through the glass, and it was quiet and peaceful.
After a long time, it was as if time had stopped, but also as if a very long century had passed. Du Anran moved her toes slightly and walked to the other side of the balcony.
"Do you mind if I move a few pots of flowers away... "
"these are all your things. You can take them if you like. "
"Thank you, " Du Anran said as usual, squatting down and stroking her flowers.
No one took care of them for a long time. They were still living well, and the flowers that were supposed to bloom were all in full bloom. They were colorful and did not lose out to the colorful spring.
She picked a few pots of plain and elegant autumn Chrysanthemums. They were all the colors that her uncle liked when he was alive. But after a while, she realized that something was wrong. There was a hint of bright white missing from the flowers.
She pushed aside the green leaves and checked carefully. Sure enough, her precious rouge and snow were gone. At the same time, there was also a Sapphire Chrysanthemum.
She stood up and turned to look at Xin Zimo. Xin Zimo also looked at her hesitantly.
"has anyone come to my room? " Du Anran asked.
"What's wrong? " Xin Zimo asked back.
Seeing that Xin Zimo didn't seem to know anything, she thought of the broken photo frame in the room and shook her head. "Nothing. "
Perhaps, the more precious something was, the more fated it was. Those two flowers were probably doomed to end with her. But when she remembered that these two flowers were a gift from her mother and had accompanied her for several years, her heart ached a little.
Du Anran walked around Xin Zimo's side and walked straight out of the room without waiting for Xin Zimo.
When she reached the stairs, Xin Zimo caught up to her. He looked at her back and said, "if you want to come back, I can return the key to you anytime. "
Du Anran's body moved slightly. She did not turn back, nor did she say anything. She continued to walk downstairs. Her shoes knocked on the wooden stairs, making a "Dong Dong" sound. It was especially lonely in this quiet villa... ...
Xin Zimo followed behind her, maintaining a small distance. When they walked out of the Du Family Villa, she stopped and waited for him, returning his clothes to him.
"thank you. " It was the same two words. She was so unfamiliar with him that she felt like they had never met before.
"I'll send you back. "
"No need, I can do it myself. "
Du Anran rejected Xin Zimo. Her face was cold, like the frost in late autumn. For the first time, Xin Zimo felt that Du Anran was so unfamiliar. He even suspected that she was Du Anran... ...
Du Anran slowly walked forward. Xin Zimo did not chase after her. He could wait for her, waiting for the day when she would come back and be willing to turn back... ...
After du Anran returned home, she had been taking care of her uncle's funeral matters with her mother. She had burned all the calligraphy and paintings, leaving behind only the photo album, which was forever hidden in the bottom of the box.
"Anran, do you still blame your uncle? If it weren't for the fact that he sold his world and shares, and owed a huge debt, perhaps we wouldn't have come to this point... " Bai Ruyun sighed.
Du Anran shook her head and sobbed, "I've never blamed uncle. In this business world, the strong prey on the weak. The fittest survive. "
"It's best if you think this way. Your uncle will feel at ease. "
"Uncle left very quietly. He really has no worries, and his whole body is relaxed... "
"Anran, we mother and daughter still have to live well. "
"We will. Mom, you will always be the closest person to me. We mother and daughter will live very well... " Du Anran's voice was choked with tears.
This autumn, the wind and frost were long... ...
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