You Are My Rare Passion

"The victim of the car accident was Duan Yanbing. With Yan Wenqing's vengeful character, he will definitely take revenge on your grandma," Gu Junzhu said, "That's why I never told you that the car accident was planned by your grandma. It just adds to the suffering."

Even if Yun Jue has no relationship with Mrs. Yun, it's still his own grandma.

They are connected by blood, knowing that Yan Wenqing is going to hurt Mrs. Yun, should he remind him, should he protect her?

If he chooses not to remind or protect him, will he blame himself when he thinks about it in the future?

He was still young, only nineteen years old, and he was still a soft-hearted kid, unlike those old fritters who had seen countless deaths, and their hearts were as hard as iron.

He would rather Yunjue didn't know anything, didn't have to think, entangle, and force himself to choose between dilemmas.

Knowing nothing is best for him.

Yun Jue is a smart man, Gu Junzhu can tell what Gu Junzhu is thinking if he says a word.

He rubbed his face vigorously, nodded repeatedly, "I know...I know...I know..."

He knew that in this world, apart from his deceased parents, his grandfather and his little uncle treated him best.

He obviously doesn't have a deep relationship with his grandparents.

But after all, they are his blood relatives, and they have lived together for such a long time.

He still couldn't accept that his grandma died so badly, and his grandpa was hospitalized with cerebral hemorrhage.

He was still in a daze until he got on the plane to country W.

When he rushed to the hospital where his grandfather was being treated, he saw his grandfather with several tubes inserted all over his body, and his personnel was unknown. His mind was still dazed and he couldn't react.

Still like a dream.

He doesn't like them.

But he still hopes they can live.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or obsession, but when Yun Jue came to Mr. Yun's bedside, Mr. Yun, who had been unconscious all this time, suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

The doctor sighed, and said softly to Yun Jue, "Hurry up and explain the funeral..."

The doctor shook his head and backed away.

Yun Jue took a few more steps forward and looked at Mr. Yun with sour eyes.

His grandma usually ignored him, but he could feel that his grandpa valued him very much.

After all, he is the only grandson of his grandfather and the root of the Yun family.

He knelt down beside Old Master Yun's bed and called out "Grandpa" with a sob.

Old Master Yun moved his palm with difficulty and reached out to him.

He held Master Yun's hand.

Old Master Yun twitched the corners of his mouth, showing an expression that seemed to be crying and smiling, "It's all retribution..."

Yunjue bit his lip, not knowing what he should respond to.

Old Master Yun looked at him with nostalgia, "Ah Jue... Don't be like Grandpa... No matter what happens in the future, you must marry a girl you like... Family background is not important, talent is not important... nothing is important... ...The most important thing is that you like...you must like her..."

Only when you like each other can you be happy with each other and be willing to stick to the siege of marriage.

With his last strength, he held his grandson's hand tightly, and used his life's lessons to warn his only grandson: "If you are optimistic about marrying...you must like it very, very much...marry...if you don't like...you can Divorce...don't cheat|off the rails..."

Yunjue nodded again and again: "I see...Grandpa...I see..."

Old Master Yun said: "The will has been written... After Grandpa leaves... you will be the head of the Yun family... The Yun family... will, will depend on you... I..."