Chapter 302 - Painful Past (9)

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Painful Past (9)

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Painful Past (9)

Mr. Lin was handling Tang Bi Qin’s funeral while taking care of the three children. Because he was so exhausted, even his movements became much slower.

He sank deeply into the sofa, his eyes bloodshot, his limbs heavy as lead, and he couldn’t move. His mind was hazily watching the two brothers playing with building blocks beside him.

“Grandpa, grandpa…” Two soft, tender voices rose by his ear.

It took Mr. Lin a while to come to his senses, “What is it, are you hungry?”

“No,” Ji Tingyang looked at him and hesitantly said, “I miss Grandma. When will she come back?”

“She…” Mr. Lin paused, forcing a smile on his face, “Grandma said she wants to spend a few more days at her friend’s house.”

“Is it because I’m too noisy that Grandma doesn’t want me anymore?” Ji Zeqiu hung his head down, his eyes reddening slightly as he said softly, “Just like Daddy and Mommy don’t want me anymore…”

A sourness welled up in Mr. Lin’s chest. He went over and patted Ji Zeqiu’s head, “Daddy and Mommy love you very much. How could they not want you? They’ve just gone to Heaven first, watching over you from above. Grandma is the same.”

The children, with their innocent natures, didn’t notice the slip in Mr. Lin’s explanation. Hearing that Grandma hadn’t abandoned them, their smiles quickly returned.

Mr. Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, a knock at the door sounded.

Mr. Lin went to open the door and saw two women with red-rimmed eyes standing outside.

“Who are you?” Mr. Lin asked, puzzled.

“We are Bi Qin’s friends. We just got back from traveling and heard about Bi Qin’s passing. We missed the funeral, and we’re so sorry…” their voices choked up.

“Here is a little something from us, please make sure to accept it.” After speaking, they stuffed a thick red envelope into Mr. Lin’s hand.

Before Mr. Lin could say anything, he heard a confused voice from inside, “Brother, what does ‘passed away’ mean?”

“It means like with Daddy and Mommy, we can’t see them anymore,” Ji Tingyang said.

Ji Zeqiu froze for a moment, and tears began to race out, “Wuu wuu wuu… Didn’t Grandma go to play at her friend’s house? Why can’t we see Grandma anymore?”

He seemed unable to believe it, and ran over to hug Mr. Lin’s leg, his little face lifted, covered in tear drops, “I want to go find Grandma, wuu wuu wuu… I want to go find Grandma…”

Ji Tingyang was also crying, but he wasn’t the type to bawl like Ji Zeqiu. He quietly asked, “Has Grandma really passed away?”

Mr. Lin thought several times to make an excuse to cover the matter up, but each time he brought it to his lips, he couldn’t speak, hesitating again and again.

The two friends outside saw this and immediately knew they had caused trouble, their faces showing a trace of apology.

“We’re sorry, we didn’t know you hadn’t told the children at home.” They apologized hastily and with evident distress. They left a message of condolences behind before hurrying away.

Inside the house.

Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiu were crying so hard they began to hiccup with sobs.

Mr. Lin’s expression was complex. After wrestling with his thoughts for a moment, he decided to take the opportunity to be honest with them, “I’m sorry, Grandpa hasn’t told you.”

“Even if Grandma is no longer here, she’ll always be protecting you from heaven.” Mr. Lin wiped the tears from their eyes, “How about I take you to see Grandma tomorrow?”

“Okay,” Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiu said in unison.

The next morning.

Mr. Lin took them to South Mountain Cemetery again. Tang Bi Qin’s gravestone was not far from Lin Xu and the others.

“Grandma is right here, protecting you with your father and mother,” Mr. Lin’s hand rested on the gravestone, as he gazed at the photo, his nose suddenly becoming sour.

Having said that, he took out two tissues and handed them to the two children, “Alright, let’s dry our tears and offer incense to Grandma.”

They nodded and clumsily took out a few sticks of incense from the bag. After Mr. Lin lit them, he had them place the incense in the small incense burner in front.

“Grandma, we also brought a lot of fruit, remember to eat, okay?” Ji Tingyang then laid out all the apples.

After spending a while there, Mr. Lin then took them to visit Lin Xu and Ji Yanli’s tombstones.

To offer tributes and burn incense.

The two children shared amusing stories from school in front of the tombstones, and Ji Tingyang even boasted about coming first in his school exams.

Ji Zeqiu didn’t want to be outdone, “I got first place in my exams too!”

Though it was just a small test on Arabic numerals in kindergarten.

Ji Tingyang: “I also have a three-good student certificate of praise from the teacher.”

Ji Zeqiu: “I have a little red flower given to me by the teacher too.”

Ji Tingyang: “I also have…”

Watching the children chatter away, a soft chuckle spilled from Mr. Lin’s throat, the sorrowful expression that remained on his face for several days finally giving way to a faint smile.

Seeing it was about the right time, Mr. Lin took Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiu home, “Dad, Mom, and Grandma need to rest now, we’ll come visit them again next time.”

“Okay.” Two childish voices agreed in unison.

After a whole day, the two children seemed calm, but when bedtime arrived in the evening, Ji Zeqiu began to choke up again, “Grandpa, I miss Dad, Mom, and Grandma…”

Mr. Lin fell silent for a moment, then pointed to the stars outside the window and said, “Have you ever heard the story that people who go to ‘Heaven’ become stars, continuously watching over you from above?”

“When you miss them, in addition to visiting them at the cemetery, you can also look up at the stars outside, and they are watching you from up there.”

Ji Zeqiu looked up at the night sky with damp eyes, struggling to identify, “So many stars, which ones are Dad, Mom, and Grandma?”

“Of course, it’s the brightest ones,” Mr. Lin said.

Ji Zeqiu searched the night sky for a while until he suddenly became excited, “I see them!”

“They see you too. Remember to concentrate in class and do your homework properly so that they will be happy,” Mr. Lin said.

Ji Zeqiu nodded, “Mhm.”

“Alright, now go to sleep like a good boy,” Mr. Lin gently patted Ji Zeqiu’s body, coaxing him to sleep.

It was not until Ji Zeqiu’s breaths became even and he drifted into dreams that Mr. Lin bowed his head and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. He then went to Ji Tingyang’s bed to kiss the already soundly sleeping boy before leaving the bedroom.

In the dim and quiet bedroom, Ji Tingyang quietly opened his eyes and turned to look outside the window.

His eyes roamed, seemingly in search of something, and when he found those three brightest stars, his eyes and brows instantly curved up.

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“Goodnight, Dad, Mom, Grandma,” Ji Tingyang silently recited in his heart, closed his eyes, and fell asleep once more.

Just when Mr. Lin thought he would be caring for the three children as they grew up, Ji Yiyun, as if finally remembering these children, came knocking on the door.

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