Chapter Eighty-Four: The Son Doesn't Wait for His Relatives

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There are many misunderstandings and regrets in this world, some of which can be remedied, and some of which remain there forever.

For example, my guilt towards my parents, such as the misunderstanding between them and me, such as my desire to support them and enjoy their family with them, but never to.

Li Qian stood beside me and quietly accompanied me.

Mom and Dad were lying there side by side, their bodies were getting colder, and I really didn't know what to do when I looked at them.

"Girl, the formalities are almost done, I have already contacted it, and it will be cremated tomorrow, you better go back and sort out the things of the second elder first, and then send them on their last journey." My master walked in and gently patted me on the shoulder.

I sniffed, nodded slightly, and left the morgue accompanied by Li Qian and Master.

"Yue'er, everyone has to face their own fate, don't be too sad." He took my hand lightly.

When I got home, I looked at everything in the room with some distraction, and the half-peeled apple on the table was still there, and the "naked" and "exposed" places had oxidized.

The screen of the TV was black, and the man on the couch who had been sitting and watching TV intently was nowhere to be seen.

The furnishings in the house are still the same as when they left, my mother is a neat person who never leaves the house dusty, but now they are gone.

There was no noise from the TV, no sound from the range hood, except for the door of the master bedroom, waiting for me to go in and sort out their belongings......

Wait, something seems wrong!

It dawned on me that I was missing a very important part!

"Li Qian, come on!" I pulled him three or two steps and rushed into the room, "Li Qian, can you use the Time Tracing Technique again and let me see what happened here before?" ā€

He was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and then took my hand, "Yue'er, you close your eyes, just a moment." ā€

Back in time before I went home, I stood at the door and watched them hurry out getting dressed and going out, and their room was fine.

After a while, a circular rune appeared on the ground, and followed by the Earth Silent Star coming out of it.

He walked around the room, and then he started rummaging through the cabinets, and I saw that the drawer was opened, and the whole thing was lying outside, and the contents fell to the floor.

He made a mess of the room, and finally found a box in the innermost part of the closet that was exactly the same as the mahogany box that "Milk" had left for me, and then "revealed" a satisfied smile.

He didn't open it, he just left with it, returned to the original rune array, and disappeared.

And then, no one came until we came back.

Li Qian finished the spell, and I looked at him: "That mahogany box is 'milk' and 'milk', but it's not mine." I guess it was something that "Milk" and "Milk" sent to them for safekeeping, but now they have taken it. ā€

"I'll ask someone to check this matter, you can sort it out first." After Li Qian finished speaking, he called the radish head of the goblin imp over, and then ordered this task to go down.

It slipped into the ground and disappeared, and Li Qian leaned down and sorted out their relics with me.

We did it little by little, and my parents didn't have much of a lot of clothes, so they were sorted out quickly. According to the saying, their death at this age is called an untimely death, and these things should be burned with them.

The conditions of my house are not bad, but they don't buy many good clothes for themselves. From my mother's handful of jewelry and my father's only gold watch, I can probably imagine that they have not been happy in the past 18 years.

"Yue'er, what is this?"

There were a few large books scattered from the drawer, Li Qian picked them up, flipped through them and asked me.

I took it and looked at it, and found that it was a photo album, so I immediately found a place to sit down with him and flipped through the pages one by one.

From the time my parents were younger, until they got married, watching them change day by day, I felt that I made up for some of the regrets of my parents' absence.

Time turned, and when I turned down again, my hand stopped unconsciously.

It was a picture of a baby smiling sweetly at the camera, and the small print below read "My child is a month and a half".

This is me!

They kept my photos neatly and in an album!

I remember when I was a child, every year "Milk" and "Milk" would take me to the village photo studio to take pictures, and when the photos were washed out, they would be placed in the house.

I once asked her, if I put the picture like this, my parents will recognize me when they come back?

"Milk" "Milk" smiled and didn't say anything, just "touched" and "touched" my head.

Later, as I grew up, they never came back, and I was discouraged and felt that they didn't love me at all and wouldn't come back.

Now, looking at these carefully collected photos, my eyes are moist again, and it turns out that their love has never left.

"Mom, Dad...... I'm sorry......" I hugged the photo album and sobbed, Li Qian silently stretched out his arm and hugged me tightly.

I regret it, I hated them for so many years, I blamed them for so many years, and when I knew the truth, I wanted to live well with them, but I never saw them again.

After the cremation, I stood in front of their tombstone dressed in black, and I was pressed for time, and I didn't have time to pick a better spot, but just bought a tomb at a reasonable price.

In the photo, they are very young, two people with smiling eyes, facing each other, they look at me together, their eyes are gentle and loving.

"Dad, Mom, I will live well, I want you to see that I am happy." I whispered and turned to leave.

The day was drizzling, an autumn rain and a cold, the wind blew, and it was cold to the bone.

I unconsciously put my hands on my shoulders, shrunk slightly, and a black coat was draped, bringing a sense of warmth.

Beside me stood a tall boy, looking at me tenderly, I had never seen him before, but I felt that he was not a stranger.

"Thank you, thank you......" He was a stranger, but I was taken care of by him, and I was a little embarrassed, and lowered my eyes slightly.

He smiled faintly, his voice like a clear mountain spring, pure and clean: "You are their daughter?" ā€

"I—I'm ......," I was surprised, "you know me?" ā€

He did not answer immediately, but placed a bouquet of flowers in front of their grave and closed his eyes: "Uncle and aunt, I have come to see you." ā€

There was silence among us, and after about five minutes, he opened his eyes, his gaze as pure as sound.

"My name is Ling Xi, and I am a child sponsored by your parents."

Through the conversation, I learned that after my parents came to the city, my mother used to suffer from depression because she couldn't see me, and then my father and she sponsored a boy from the countryside to study, and she gradually got better.

"Since then, we've seen each other a lot, and I'm grateful for their dedication to me, so I've kept up with them in correspondence for so many years."

I looked at this boy who was older than me, who had been with my parents for 18 years, and couldn't help but say "thank you" to him.

"It's me who should say thank you." The expression on his face was still gentle, "My uncle and aunt are good people, they told me that for some reason, I can't raise you personally, and they also told me that if one day, they are gone, let me find you and take care of you instead of them." ā€

My heart clenched, my nose started to sour again, and I could barely control myself from crying again.

"Qi Yueban, if you want to cry, I'll lend it to you here." He stretched out his arms, "I know, you don't feel good either. ā€

I forcibly held back and raised my eyes to look at him: "Ling Xi, don't you ask me, how did they die?" ā€

"Well, I don't ask." He replied in the affirmative, "They had already thought that there would be such a day, so I didn't ask anything." ā€

Tears blurred my eyes again, and I finally buried myself in the man's arms, crying like a child.

After a long time, I looked up and saw the undried tears on his gray shirt, and I was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I ......"

"It's okay." He pulled on his coat for me, "Actually, I have always regarded you as my sister in my heart, and it is great to see you." ā€

I was a little stunned, and he told me with a smile: "Uncle and aunt are like new parents to me. I grew up in an orphanage, and no one knew how precious family affection was to me. Without their help, I wouldn't be where I am today, so I really hope to repay them. ā€

I was caught off guard by the fact that in just two days, I lost my parents and had an extra brother. Moreover, he works in Lincheng and is said to be a psychiatrist.

The child sponsored by my parents turned out to be such a good person, I really don't know if I want to establish this bond with him.

"What, you dislike me?" The tenderness in his eyes was still there, and his tone was teasing, "Or, do you think you're not familiar with me, and I look like that weird uncle?" ā€

"No, how could it be......," I bowed my head, "I just felt that it was very sudden, a little overwhelming." ā€

"Qi Yueban, in fact, I know everything about you." He looked at the tombstone, "They'll tell me about you every time." From when you were a kid and all the way until you return to them. ā€

I see, is that why I feel so close to him?

He knows about me, so he knows me better, so if he knew that I was a dead lady, would he still say that?

Subconsciously, I took a step back: "Ling Xi, it's nice to know you, but ......"

"Qi Yueban, I don't want to cause you any trouble, I just want you to know that you are not alone." He said as he pulled out a business card from his pocket and handed it to me, "Here's my phone number, if you need my help, call me." ā€

I took it, put the business card away, and he smiled warmly: "Of course, if it's okay, you are welcome to come and chat with me." ā€

His humor made me laugh, and the pain and depression of losing a loved one swept away.

"Ling Xi, thank you." I gave him a smile, and then I heard Master call me, and Li Qian was also beside me.

"If you have something, I won't bother, but Qi Yueban, my mind remains the same, we have both lost relatives, we can treat each other as relatives, I'll wait for your call, huh?"

Ling Xi waved at me, politely greeted my master, and turned to leave.

When he walked away, Li Qian walked over quickly and looked at his back: "Yue'er, who is he?" ā€

I told him the identity of Ling Xi, but he frowned slightly: "I haven't heard you say it before." ā€

"I just found out, too." Sensing that this guy was a little surprised, I quickly changed the subject, "By the way, didn't you go to investigate the whereabouts of that mahogany box?" Did you find it? ā€

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