He seemed to be telling Old Master Yi of his determination to love Ling Yiran.
Old Master Yi glared at his only grandson. After a while, he slowly closed his eyes as if he was tired. With his dry and hoarse throat, he murmured, “Men of the Yi family... never... end well when they love a woman too much. You... might not end well... if you... continue being like this..."
Old Master Yi's voice grew weaker and weaker until his mouth stopped making any sound. The heartbeat line on the monitor nearby became a straight line.
Ling Yiran felt a pang in her heart. She knew Old Master Yi was gone.
A life ended right in front of her eyes, and it terrified her. An elderly who was Jin's family no longer existed in this world. It all seemed a little unreal.
Yi Jinli held Ling Yiran's hand tightly. He held it tighter and tighter until a cry of surprise sounded in his ears. He suddenly came to his senses and quickly let go.
"Does it hurt?" He took her hand nervously and saw that it was faintly red as a result of him holding it too tight.
She said, "I'm alright. Your grandfather..."
"Yeah, he's gone," he murmured.
Although his expression was still indifferent and did not seem to resemble the grieving faces of ordinary people who had just lost a loved one, she knew that he was sad.
Old Master Yi was his family, after all. He was even the only one who had accompanied him for so many years after his father's death.
Yi Jinli turned around and half-closed his eyes. He looked at Old Master Yi who was lying on the hospital bed quietly as if he was tired and sleeping.
Ling Yiran quietly accompanied Yi Jinli. This time, she held his hand firmly.
She had also advised him several times to get some rest, and he always answered her gently, "I know. I'll take care of my health. Don't worry."
However, how could she be at ease? She no longer felt as safe as before when she was lying in bed alone at night.
It was as if unconsciously, she had grown used to having him sleep next to her and seeing him as soon as she opened her eyes.
"Is Jin still at the mourning hall?" Ling Yiran asked the butler.
"Yes, Young Master is still at the mourning hall with Old Master Yi," the butler replied.
Ling Yiran then asked the butler to prepare some desserts. She took them and went over to the mourning hall.
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