Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 144 - 118 Are you okay?

Chapter 144: Chapter 118 Are you okay?

In her final days, Yang Jun didn’t choose to stay in the hospital; instead, she returned to her hometown.

A remote and tranquil small town.

There, the pace of life was very slow, so slow that an entire afternoon could be spent over a cup of tea or coffee.

Ji Sang had only visited a few times when her grandmother was still alive. A decade had passed, and not much had changed. The mountains and waters were the same.

Only, the houses here have become new, the people old.

Human life is not too long, just a few short decades; studying, growing up, working, starting a family, each stage has its own pursuits, and being immersed in them is but a fleeting moment.

Yet it’s not short, either, like looking back after a certain age, realizing one’s life had so many ups and downs, so many moments of brilliance and decline.

Ji Hanwen cooked at home, while Ji Sang walked along the river with Yang Jun.

The summer evening breeze was still a bit warm, the two of them walking and talking slowly. They walked until the sky darkened, until the breeze turned cool.

Such a simple life continued day by day, seemingly without end.

Fleeing from the restlessness of the city, the tranquility of the countryside seemed especially beautiful.

The three of them lived there for twenty-three days.

On the twenty-fourth day, at five o’clock in the morning, Yang Jun passed away peacefully with a smile.

Her passing was so quiet that even Ji Hanwen, sleeping beside her, did not notice. When she was found, the sunlight was just right, streaming through the window and falling upon her slightly upturned lips.

She was truly relieved and left contentedly.

Ji Hanwen’s eyes reddened, but Ji Sang, whom Yang Jun had most worried about, was exceptionally calm. She was even able to help Fu Yisi with the arrangements for Yang Jun’s affairs in a very composed manner.

Her behavior was far too abnormal.

Not only did Fu Yisi notice something was off, but even Su Ge, who had hurried over from work, carefully stayed by Ji Sang’s side.

No one understood the importance of Yang Jun to Ji Sang better than she did.

Yang Jun preferred quiet, so the funeral was very simple, attended by people who were close to the Ji Family.

As the only daughter, Ji Sang insisted on fulfilling her filial duty. She kept watch all night, with Fu Yisi accompanying her by her side.

For two days and three nights, Ji Sang didn’t utter a word.

Like a mute doll, stubbornly and mechanically accompanying Yang Jun on her final journey.

On the day the funeral ended, Ji Sang could no longer hold on and fainted into Fu Yisi’s arms.

She fell into a deep sleep that lasted for two days.

Throughout, she had repeated fevers, and Fu Yisi dared not leave her bedside for even a moment.

How should one describe those two days? Perhaps it was a time when everyone was mired in the grief of Yang Jun’s passing while also endlessly worrying about Ji Sang.

Fu Yisi, a man who loved cleanliness, stayed by the bed these two days, even his showers were perfunctory. He used a cotton swab to moisten Ji Sang’s chapped lips and bent down to speak into her ear whenever she muttered in her sleep.

This nightmare was all about Yang Jun.

Hearing the word “Mom” from her lips, Fu Yisi’s furrowed brow never relaxed.

And Ji Hanwen, who had been by Yang Jun’s side for the past half a year, trying hard to accept what happened, seemed to have fully come to terms with it after the funeral.

But only his secretary knew that he was planning to step down from the company.

Before Ji Sang woke up, Ji Hanwen had called Fu Yisi out.

“This is a share transfer contract. I’ve been trying out a professional manager over the past year, and the results are good. From now on, you just need to help steer the direction when you have the time. Ah Shang… is not good at these matters, thank you for your hard work.”

Fu Yisi took the contract, didn’t look at it, and simply placed it on the table, then looked up deeply at Ji Hanwen.

“Where will you go?”

Ji Hanwen, looking at the depth in Fu Yisi’s eyes, shook his head with a shallow smile, yet it was tinged with some bitterness.

“Did she also ask you to look after me?”

Ji Hanwen pulled at the corner of his mouth.

“This person, despite suffering herself, was always thinking about how to make us less distressed, always worrying about us.”

“Where could I possibly go?”

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“She has been bending over backward to get me to accept this fact.”

“Even fearing that I couldn’t move on, she kept saying that I should carry her share and travel around the world.”

“Look, she has arranged everything for me.”

“Xiao Fu, Ah Shang is really hurting, but I might become an incompetent father now.”

“In that case, taking her share for a walk and to clear my mind might be just what I need.”

“Don’t worry about me, I won’t do anything foolish. I’ll only have to trouble you to take care of Ah Shang.”

“This kid keeps everything bottled up and suffers alone.”

…

Ji Sang woke up just at the time when Fu Yisi had to go back to the hospital to perform a surgery.

Only Ji Sang and Ji Hanwen were at home.

Dragging her somewhat light-feeling body downstairs, she searched but could not find Ji Hanwen anywhere. Ji Sang pursed her lips slightly and quietly headed towards the main bedroom on the first floor.

The door was not shut tight.

Ji Sang leaned over.

Inside, Ji Hanwen was sitting at the head of the bed, holding the photo of him and Yang Jun, caressing it nonstop.

Unable to see clearly, yet she could feel that heart-wrenching pain very distinctly.

Ji Sang stood silently at the door for a few minutes, then went back to her room. She changed clothes, briefly washed up, took her belongings, and left the Ji Family house.

Unexpectedly, Min Yunwen actually came forward to greet her when she arrived.

She had heard a bit of the news about Yang Jun’s death from Su Ge, and she had contacted Min Yunwen not long ago.

He could roughly guess what she might want to do this time she came over.

“You just came over like this?”

Min Yunwen frowned, looking at Ji Sang’s slightly damp hair ends, went back to the room and came out with a towel, tossing it onto her head.

“Is that how he lets you out?”

Min Yunwen’s tone was less than pleasant.

Ji Sang was in an unhealed state at present, looking quite pale, especially those eyes.

Completely lacking their usual clarity and brightness.

Like a dried-up pond.

He really disliked this version of Ji Sang.

“Alright, have a seat,” he said.

Despite his verbal disdain, Min Yunwen was quick to pour her a cup of hot water as soon as he entered the room.

“Tell me, when do you want it?”

There was a flicker of emotion at last in Ji Sang’s eyes as she handed the USB drive to Min Yunwen.

“The sooner the better.”

Min Yunwen took it, pinching it between his fingers and spinning it around.

He had never felt as clueless as he did now in his interactions with Ji Sang.

He was not good with words, was silent for a few minutes, and could only ask one question,

“Are you… okay?”

But as soon as he asked, Min Yunwen furrowed his brows with annoyance.

How could she possibly be okay?

Her current state said it all.

Min Yunwen raised his hand to scratch his head, thinking about how to phrase it differently when Ji Sang suddenly spoke up,

“Not good.”