The husband, a sleazy looking man gave tearful speeches. Yun Qian Meng's family was missing from the scene. Yun Sui Bo was dead. His wife had left the country to visit her son who was studying abroad. Not one person who knew her was there except this dramatic husband of hers.
He watched the man carefully and wondered what she saw in him. He wasn't successful by any means. He could barely grow a business or sustain it. Did she love him?
He moved away from the crowd for some silence. The rest went to eat at the buffet. Something about binge-eating at funerals and bringing peace to the death.
And he heard it.
The husband.
Bragging.
About killing Yun Qian Meng.
He froze in his spot as he heard him speak on the phone with someone, calling them terms of endearment, talking about a child.
I cried a lot when I wrote this chapter. I cried because Mo Qingchen didn't believe in rebirth and he didn't know that he died that night. He worked himself to death. His guilt ate him up from inside.
I couldn't help but notice how they rationalized this experience. One thinking it was a dream with deep meaning, while the other turning to science. And it is just like them. It is their personality. So, what do you think?
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