Chapter 134: What We Leave Behind (II)
ChenHua had bought and made a variety of dishes not knowing what her favorite was. Standing beside the table she piled a bunch of food onto a plate and put it before Chang.
"Eat."
Chang mechanically ate a little of what was put in front of her, before putting down her chopsticks.
"You only had two bites, eat more, your mother would be sad to see you starving yourself like this." ChenHua lightly admonished her and had her eat half the ate before her aunt was satisfied.
ChenHua came around the table and started to clean stuff up preserving the rest for later meals. After that she dragged a chair to the front of the kitchen sink and rummaged through the house for a towel which she draped it on the back of the chair.
After having her eat, ChenHua sat her down and washed her long greasy hair in the sink until it was clean and shining again. Once clean, she towel dried it, and began to gently comb it.
Like a little doll Chang sat blankly letting her aunt do as she pleased, moving only when told to.
"There, you look much better now. Come now. Which one is your room?" Chang pointed and ChenHua led her inside and folded back the blankets. "Get in."
Chang climbed into the bed but sat there, unwilling to lay down and face the nightmares she had been avoiding.
"Sleep, I'll be here when you wake up." ChenHua pushed her down into the bed and tucked her in. Chang looked up at the woman who smiled down on her, who looked a little like her mother, especially around the eyes.
"Sleep." She brushed her hand on top of Chang's head pushing back a few stray hairs. Obediently she closed her eyes, a few stray tears leaked out as she drifted off feeling the warmth on her head.
ChenHua waited until Chang fell asleep before rising from the side of her bed. Returning to the kitchen she sat down to read the obituary that Chang had started to cut out.
Above the small article, a beautiful picture of LiHua smiling stood. ChenHua wiped her eyes seeing the picture of her baby sister.
Li Hua Dumont. Born February 17, 1975, to Feng and Shu Yan, died on Sunday the 9th of December, 2018 after a long battle with brain cancer. A San Francisco native, LiHua was born to second generation of Chinese immigrants, and lived there her whole life until her tragic death at the age of 43. She is survived by a few siblings as well as her only daughter Chang Dumont, born to her and her husband Hénri Dumont, who was previously deceased. She touched the hearts of those who knew her with an definable kindness, and will be greatly mourned and missed.
After reading and rereading the article several times ChenHua set the paper down and put her head in her hands. Lightly she sobbed in regret for what was lost and couldn't be undone anymore.
'I'm glad I got to talk to you a few times after you married. Rest in peace little sister, I'll take care of Chang for you.'
Checking on Chang, who lay in her bed, sleeping gently and evenly, ChenHua slipped out to check in with her home quickly before coming back. Closing the door gently so as not to wake her, she slipped out and hurried.
Chapter 135: An Unexpected Change In Power
As they rode through the streets of Shanghai on the way to his father's villa, Liang Jian Amal rested his head back against the seat, shifting uncomfortably from the lump at his back. It felt like he had been through endless amount of meetings, conference calls, and discussions over meals but it was finally paying off. All his work over the last 15 months was coming to fruition.
Beside him Hao Jin Ying poured over the letter Chang had written him. At first he had refused to hand her his personal letter but had finally given in to her insistence.
"I need a pen."
"What?" Opening his eyes he looked at her with a frown.
"I need a pen, I need to check and see if my suspicions are correct." As she spoke Hao Jin Ying patted herself down looking for one, or another writing utensil.
"Here." Liang Jian Amal handed her a pen from his breast pocket. He kept his head leaning back against the seat with his eyes closed until he heard the sound of the pen scratching against paper. Tilting his head he cracked an eye open to see what she was doing.
"What are you doing, stop immediately Hao Jin Ying!" He tried to take it from her but she shifted away from him and continued to make markings on his letter.
"Just wait a second." She made all the markings she wanted to under his glower before handing it back to him. She had circled several of the words on the page and at the bottom she had strung together all the circled words.
Reading the words she had strung together, he felt a stabbing pain in his heart as he mangled the paper in his grip.
We try We lost. Please forgive Me didn't Want to. Liang Ju-Long came Forced me. I I love you. It lie.
"I had to infer a little bit, but I think Chang left this code for you here in the letter. Her words just didn't quite make sense, even if she was stressed from the pressure of the situation."
"Tell me again exactly what happened when Liang Ju-Long came." He'd heard it before from others but he wanted to hear it from her. "Don't leave any details out."
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In his office Liang Ju-Long watched as his son and his secretary stepped out of the chauffeured vehicle and headed up the main walkway. Seeing the dark look on Liang Jian Amal's face he smiled a little and strode to his office phone and placed a call.
"It is about time, are you in place?"
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In her sleep Chang vaguely heard the doorbell ringing, sitting up she looked for her mom. She'd had a wonderful dream that she sat beside her and had stroked her hair until she fell asleep.
The doorbell continued to ring in intervals forcing her to rise. She'd slept deeply and peacefully for the first time in days, and her brain and body felt a little sluggish from that.
'Wait that wasn't a dream, my mom's older sister came by and fed me and washed my hair and tucked me into bed.' Chang started to put reality together as the insistent ringing drew her to reality. 'Wait where did she go..?' The door demanded her attention and she rose.
"All right already, I'm up! I'm up!" She yelled at the door. She shuffled to the door and without peeking through the key hole she opened it.
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