Riding The Wind And Waves In Shura Field [Quick Wear]

2.22 - 'I miss you.' He Heng didn't know what to say

2.22 - "I miss you." Apart from these three words, He Heng didn't know what to say

　　Shen Ran's funeral was not big. He had almost no friends and had been alone all these years. After the funeral, He Heng sat next to the tombstone. There was a black and white photo of him young and handsome on the tombstone. He Heng looked at the photo and whispered, "You lied to me again."

　　When he returned to Shen Ran's house, all the things in the house were put back in their original places and the suitcase was empty. The secretary said that Shen Ran asked her to do this, and He Heng immediately understood what was going on.

　　"You know what's going to happen, right?" He Heng curled his lips. He carefully stroked the words on the tombstone and said in a hoarse voice, "You obviously know everything, but you don't refuse. Why?"

　　He Heng had so many things he wanted to say to Shen Ran, and he also had so many questions, but all of these were destined to have no answers. In that warehouse, he watched Shen Ran die in his arms. The blood seemed to be scorching hot and almost burned him.

　　"Mr. He." Just when He Heng thought no one would come here, he heard a familiar voice. He turned around and saw the lawyer. This lawyer had stood with Shen Ran before. He Heng remembered it clearly. He looked depressed and asked, "What are you doing here?"

　　"Although Mr. Shen has passed away, as his attorney," the lawyer glanced at He Heng and continued, "I still have to fulfill the agreement I made with Mr. Shen before he died."

　　"What exactly do you want to say?" He Heng asked expressionlessly.

　　"Mr. Shen signed a will before he died. In the will, he specifically asked that all the property under his name be given to you." The lawyer said, "I know you are very sad. Please accept my condolences."

　　"When did he say that?" He Heng was stunned for a moment, then he looked up at the lawyer and asked, "When did he make the will?"

　　"To be honest, before Mr. Shen signed his will with me, it was when Xinghui Group was still in his hands." The lawyer didn't know for a moment whether this was retribution or whether he should sympathize with the man in front of him. He said, "From the beginning to the end, Mr. Shen never thought of keeping Xinghui Group in his hands. He always wanted to return a complete Xinghui Group to you."

　　One was alive, the other was dead. The lawyer witnessed everything about the two of them. He glanced at the tombstone. Buried deep under the tombstone was a young man who once sat at the top of the Xinghui Group, a man who lost his parents at a young age, struggled hard, and finally got his revenge, but ended up like this... He was only twenty-seven years old.

　　He Heng held the will agreement, on which was Shen Ran's handwriting. He recognized it. Shen Ran's signature was designed by them when they were together. He was too familiar with this signature. He had seen it on so many company documents, but he never thought that this signature would appear again on a piece of paper like this.

　　"If Mr. Shen were still alive, he would definitely not want to see you like this, Mr. He. He left all his last things to you, and my mission is completed." The lawyer sighed softly. Obviously, He Heng was the only one here, but the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people feel breathless.

　　When the lawyer left, he looked back at He Heng, only to see him leaning against the tombstone, holding the will in his hand.

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　　He Heng always thought that Xinghui Group became a mess after Shen Ran left. He always thought that those projects would be busy for a while, but when he really checked again, he found that all of this was paved by Shen Ran.