Zhai Cheng only felt a buzzing in his head. His mind went blank, and his body swayed unsteadily.
"What's wrong?" Song Ge was quick - witted and reached out to support Zhai Cheng in time, preventing him from falling.
Zhai Cheng shook his head with a pale face. Supported by Song Ge, he turned and ran towards the ward.
Song Ge also sensed something was wrong. Her face changed slightly as she followed closely behind him, striding back into the ward.
There was no sign of Zhai Qintian on the hospital bed, and the window that had been tightly closed just now was wide open.
Zhai Cheng walked step by step towards the window as if he had exhausted all his strength.
"It can't be Uncle, right?" Song Ge forced out a few words, but there was no confidence in her voice at all.
Zhai Cheng closed his eyes tightly with a pale face. After a hasty glance down, he rushed downstairs.
All the way, he kept blaming himself. Why did he leave just like that? Why didn't he notice anything abnormal about him? Why didn't he accompany him more?
"Zhai Cheng!" Song Ge took off after him. Her guess in her heart was almost certain.
When the two of them ran downstairs, the place where the person had jumped was crowded with people three - deep. They were blocked outside.
"Excuse me, I'm the family member of the person inside," Zhai Cheng said with difficulty, pushing through the crowd while shouting.
The people were kind - hearted and made way for them. They soon saw the person in the middle of the crowd.
He was horribly mangled, but from his figure, it was undoubtedly Zhai Qintian.
Zhai Cheng's face turned deathly pale instantly. His body swayed a few times and then he knelt down with a thud, shouting hysterically, "Dad!"
However, the person lying on the ground showed no reaction at all. He would never hear Zhai Cheng call him father again.
Looking at the person on the ground, Zhai Cheng wished he could kill himself. Why didn't he notice his silent thought? Why didn't he notice his abnormality?
Song Ge closed her eyes painfully, unable to bear to look any further.
Zhai Cheng still couldn't believe that Zhai Qintian had suddenly committed suicide. He knelt on the ground, muttering to himself.
Some of the on - lookers couldn't stand it anymore. They couldn't help but have their eyes turn red when they saw his reaction.
"Zhai Cheng, don't be like this. Uncle can't hear you anymore," Song Ge forced herself to calm down and comforted him, holding his shoulder.
The latter seemed not to hear and still talked to himself.
"Qintian!"
When Meng Yajing rushed over after hearing the news, the doctors had already carried Zhai Qintian's body onto the stretcher.
Falling from such a high floor, even an immortal couldn't have saved Zhai Qintian. Although they didn't want to say it, they still had to reluctantly announce the result to Zhai Cheng.
The person who was fine a while ago had now become a body on the stretcher. Meng Yajing couldn't bear it for a moment. She stood there in a daze, showing no reaction.
Song Ge was afraid that she would hurt herself due to the great shock, so she rushed over to check on her.
But before she could reach her, she saw Meng Yajing's eyes roll back and she slumped down softly.
Song Ge took three steps in two and rushed to her side, holding her in her arms. "Auntie, wake up. Don't scare us."
"Why are you so stupid? Why did you commit suicide?" Meng Yajing mumbled two sentences and then fainted completely.
Holding her tightly, Song Ge felt a lump in her throat and almost cried.
In fact, over the years, Zhai Qintian must have occupied a certain place in Meng Yajing's heart. After all, everyone has a heart of flesh.
It was a pity that a momentary mistake back then had led to so many helpless situations today.
Song Ge sighed imperceptibly. She couldn't say a word and only felt that her heart was pricked with pain.
Zhai Qintian's departure was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, making Meng Yajing look several years older.
After she woke up, the brightness in her eyes was gone. Instead, there was only calmness.
Compared with Meng Yajing, Zhai Cheng was hit no less hard. But in order to handle Zhai Qintian's funeral properly, he had to muster up his energy and handle all kinds of miscellaneous things in an orderly manner.
Zhai Qintian's funeral was very grand. Almost half of the business community came to pay their respects.
For nearly a week, Song Ge silently accompanied Zhai Cheng, supporting him in solving all kinds of things big and small.
"Auntie Chen, have you seen Leng Jing?" Song Ge asked Auntie Chen worriedly after realizing that she hadn't seen Leng Jing for a long time.
Auntie Chen frowned, looked around and then shook her head. "I haven't seen Miss Leng Jing for a while either."
After noticing this problem, Auntie Chen was a bit dissatisfied.
After all, Zhai Qintian was Leng Jing's relative. Why did she suddenly disappear at such an important time?
"If you see her, tell her to go to Uncle's grave and pay her respects," Song Ge was called by someone to help. After asking Auntie Chen, she turned to go and do other things.
The family was in a complete mess now, and she didn't have much time to look for Leng Jing.
Busy as they were, the funeral finally ended. Song Ge and Zhai Cheng were both exhausted.
When he was busy, Zhai Cheng seemed no different from usual. But after the funeral, he seemed to collapse. He had no interest in doing anything.
Meng Yajing was also hit hard. Her physical condition deteriorated rapidly. She even couldn't eat.
"I think we should hire a nurse for Auntie. If this goes on, how can her body hold up?" Song Ge glanced at Meng Yajing on the balcony and said worriedly.
Zhai Cheng sighed, nodded and said tiredly, "I'll call someone later."
After saying that, he resumed his listless state, looking extremely dejected.
Song Ge thought for a moment and suggested, "You've been busy for so long. How about we go out to relax?"
Zhai Cheng remained silent, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking.
"Let's go. Just accompany me to relax, okay?" Song Ge was not discouraged at all. She pulled him up and walked outside.
Letting Song Ge pull him, Zhai Cheng didn't refuse, which should mean he had accepted her suggestion.
After dragging Zhai Cheng into the washroom to tidy up, Song Ge dragged him out of the door, planning where they should go as they walked.
Zhai Cheng didn't say a word from beginning to end. Nor did he object to Song Ge's suggestions.
Song Ge opened the door and was about to step forward when a figure suddenly appeared at the door.
Looking up, it was actually Leng Jing, who hadn't shown up for several days.
"Leng Jing?" Song Ge stopped and asked tentatively.
For some reason, she always felt that Leng Jing seemed a bit different today.
Although she was looking down on her as usual today, Song Ge always felt that the way Leng Jing looked at her was different from usual.