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On the day Gu Mingcheng was discharged from the hospital, the sky was gray, as if even God was sad for the man who was about to attend his brother's funeral.

The entrance of Ankang Hospital was already crowded with reporters, holding microphones and cameras, with anticipation and anxiety flashing in their eyes, as if a major war was about to break out.

Gu Mingcheng, surrounded by his assistants and bodyguards, slowly walked out of the hospital gate.

There was no trace of blood on his face, and his eyes were empty and deep, as if he had just woken up from an endless nightmare.

With the support of his son, he took heavy steps, and each step seemed to carry a heavy burden.

Seeing this, reporters rushed forward, trying to get exclusive news about Su Jingyi's death from him.

However, Gu Mingcheng just lowered his head silently without saying a word, as if he was completely immersed in his own world.

Lin Junze and the people he brought with him pushed the reporters away and cleared a path to the car for them.

At the same time, Song Yuanzhe and other good friends of Su Jingyi also showed up, their faces also filled with grief and sorrow.

They were dressed in black suits and had serious expressions, as if they were mourning for Su Jingyi's passing.

They said nothing, but just followed Gu Mingcheng silently, as if they were expressing their respect and remembrance for the deceased in this way.

Seeing this, the reporters tried even more frantically to squeeze forward in an attempt to capture more details about the funeral.

However, these people seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier and could not get close to Gu Mingcheng and others.

They were all dressed in plain clothes and had sad expressions, as if they were expressing their mourning for the deceased in their own way.

Finally, with the efforts of bodyguards and assistants, Gu Mingcheng and others successfully broke through the encirclement of reporters and got into the car that had been waiting for a long time.

The car started slowly and drove towards Su Jingyi's funeral.

The reporters remained standing where they were, watching them leave, their hearts filled with regret and reluctance.

Su King passed away. In the end, can I only wear all black and report calmly that he passed away not long ago and the funeral was held in a private place?

Inside the funeral home, the atmosphere was solemn and sad, and every inch of the air seemed to carry endless grief.

Gu Mingcheng was sitting in a wheelchair at this moment, being carefully supported by Gu Yunqian. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with deep sadness and self-blame.

He had just been discharged from the hospital and was already weak. The huge blow of losing his brother made him almost unable to stand.

Song Yuanzhe stood aside, his eyes fixed on Gu Mingcheng, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He wanted to go forward to comfort his elder brother, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

Their friendship has withstood the test of time, but at this moment, facing life and death, all words seem so pale and powerless.

Thinking back to the four people there were, now only he and Gu Mingcheng are left.

From the time they first got separated from the second brother to now the second and fourth brothers leaving one after another, this already incomplete friendship has added a bit of vicissitudes, and filled their hearts with unspeakable emptiness and pain.

Song Yuanzhe knew that Gu Mingcheng must be feeling even more depressed than he was at this moment, because not only did he lose his brother, he also bore the guilt for not fulfilling his responsibility to take care of his brother's daughter.

Gu Mingcheng's eyes were fixed on the coffin in front of him. That was the final resting place of his youngest brother Su Jingyi.

His heart ached violently, as if it were pierced by millions of needles at the same time.

He thought back to the days he had spent with his brother, times filled with laughter and tears, but now they could only turn into endless longing and regret.

He blamed himself for not taking good care of his brother, let alone his daughter.

This guilt weighed on his heart like a huge rock, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. He thought that if he passed away one day, he might not even be able to face his brother, because he felt that he had failed as the eldest brother.

"Little coconut..."

When Gu Mingcheng finally spoke, his voice was hoarse, as if every word was squeezed out with difficulty from the depths of his throat.

His eyes were bloodshot, full of sadness and determination, and with trembling hands he called Gu Yunqian to his side.

Seeing this, Gu Yunqian immediately squatted down, held his father's hand tightly, and put his ear close to his father's mouth obediently, for fear of missing any word.

Gu Mingcheng whispered a few words into Gu Yunqian's ear, and every word was filled with heaviness and deep meaning.

Although his voice was weak, every word hit Gu Yunqian's heart like a heavy hammer.

Gu Yunqian listened, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing determination and solemnity. He nodded solemnly, his eyes conveying the message of "don't worry", as if to assure his father that he would take on this responsibility and live up to his father's trust.

"Yuanzhe, push me and go for a walk."

He sat in a wheelchair, his eyes firm and deep, as if he wanted to engrave this world deeply in his heart at this last moment.

Song Yuanzhe pushed the wheelchair gently, his steps steady and slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing Gu Mingcheng's thoughts...

On the day of the burial, the sky was gray again, as if even the heavens were mourning for Su Jingyi's passing.

The cemetery was filled with solemnity and silence, with only the occasional bird song breaking the depressing tranquility.

Gu Yunqian was wearing a black suit, looking solemn and dignified. He held Su Jingyi's urn carefully, and each step he took was extremely heavy.

His heart was filled with complex emotions. He looked down at the urn in his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of weight in his hands.

He took a deep breath, as if to suppress all the sadness in his heart.

Then, he stopped in front of a tombstone, slowly squatted down, and gently and steadily placed the box in his hand into the urn.

At that moment, his movements were extremely gentle, as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world.

On the tombstone, the names of Su Jingyi and Han Yinuo are engraved, tightly attached to each other, as if they would protect each other even in another world.

This was what Gu Mingcheng instructed Gu Yunqian that day. He hoped that Su Jingyi could reunite with Han Yinuo in another world and end his obsession in the first half of his life.

Gu Yunqian stood in front of the tombstone, staring at the two names silently.

Countless thoughts surged in his heart, including nostalgia for his uncle and emotion for this love.

He bowed deeply, as if expressing his deepest respect and blessings to the deceased.

Then he turned and left. If Han Yinuo also left this world one day, he would definitely place her ashes next to Su Jingyi, so that they could continue their love in another world.

Uncle Jingyi, this is the last thing my dad and I can do for you.

Don't waste such a close opportunity in your next life...

On the way home, the words "close to the water" kept echoing in Gu Yunqian's mind. Su Jingyi and Han Yinuo could be arranged like this.

Then he and Su Xingya...