Chapter 329 A Memorial Ceremony, Portrait of the Murderer

A gust of wind blew by.

A tinkling sound came from beside my ears.

Lu Yanzhi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a string of wind chimes.

The wind chimes jingled incessantly as the wind blew, swaying and playing a lullaby to soothe children to sleep, guided by a specific wind path.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby..."

It seemed as if Shi Nian's loving and gentle singing could be heard in my ears.

At this moment, Lu Yanzhi felt as if he were hallucinating.

He seemed to see Shi Nian holding their child, gently patting the child's back, and singing a lullaby to lull them to sleep.

But this illusion shattered.

What remains are two tombs standing here, and a swaying wind chime.

Lu Yanzhi was stunned.

The pain traveled from his heart to his fingertips, and it throbbed continuously.

He sadly lowered his eyes and saw a dream-attracting net placed not far away.

He remembered the bad sleep when he thought about it.

Every night she wakes up from nightmares, does she also hope that her child will come into her dreams to find her?

Lu Yanzhi's tightly clenched hands trembled.

This moment is unbearable.

Zhou Zhiyu was watching from a short distance away.

After he pushed Lu Yanzhi here, he went to buy paper money and other things for the memorial service.

Now Zhou Zhiyu is holding a large pile of paper money, as well as paper houses, small clothes, small cars, various electrical appliances, and even paper cats, dogs and other pets.

After thinking for a moment, he took the lighter and other items to Lu Yanzhi's side, handed them to Lu Yanzhi, and then walked away.

“Clatter.”

The sound of a lighter being lit came from the air, and Lu Yanzhi lit the paper money and paper offerings one by one.

It burned for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yanzhi emerged in his wheelchair.

“President Lu.” Zhou Zhiyu looked at him with concern.

Lu Yanzhi's eyes were bloodshot, and his pupils were slightly unfocused.

"Let's go," he said, pausing slightly before adding, "Let's find Han Wei."

He looked up at Zhou Zhiyu: "We must find her!"

“Yes!” Zhou Zhiyu understood and immediately replied.

...

Shi Nian and Huo Yanmo arrived at the cemetery in the evening.

Shi Nian didn't let Huo Yanmo go up; instead, she came to pay her respects herself, carrying the offerings.

However, when she arrived at the grave, she discovered signs that someone had offered sacrifices there.

Who is it?

Shi Nian looked up at the tombstone.

She called the administrator and learned that a person in a wheelchair had arrived earlier with others.

Lu Yanzhi.

So he knew about this place?

Shi Nian lowered her eyes slightly.

Without thinking too much, she picked up the lighter.

With a "snap," the paper money was lit.

In the heat of the flames, Shi Nian's vision became blurred.

I still remember that day. It was a cloudy day. She sat here alone, holding a carving knife, carefully carving words on the tombstone.

She thought a lot that day.

Her two children, her relationship with Lu Yanzhi, her relationship with the company, with other people, and the many things she will do in the future.

Until finally, all the words were carved.

She placed wind chimes and a dream-inducing net here.

"Remember to come find me, okay?" she whispered that day.

But she hadn't dreamed of them in all these days.

She didn't even know what they looked like.

At this moment, in the cemetery.

Shi Nian kept throwing the paper offerings in her hands into the fire.

The sun slowly set, leaving only a sliver of light on the horizon.

This made the flames in front of her appear exceptionally dazzling.

I don't know where the wind started blowing.

The wind that blew by swept up the ashes, along with the still-burning flames, surrounding her in the center.

The flames and ashes danced and spun.

It was as if the two of them were holding hands and surrounding her.

Shi Nian's lips parted slightly, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Is it you?" she asked softly, reaching out to touch the flames.

The burning sensation came over her, but she didn't stop.

The flames were still flickering, and the wind chimes tinkled crisply in the breeze.

Below, inside the car, Huo Yanmo gazed at the distant flames, waiting quietly.

He wanted to help her and help her overcome her pain.

But he knew that all of this would take time.

All he could do was stay with her and help her.

He would collect and fulfill anything she wanted or any task she wished to do.

Whatever it is.

...

Time passed slowly.

The night grew deeper.

This is destined to be a sleepless night.

Many people toss and turn in bed.

Shi Nian looked at the moon outside the window, feeling inexplicably emotional.

After thinking for a moment, she got up and quietly went to Sisi's room.

Seeing Sisi fast asleep, with the adorable kitten nestled in her arms, she smiled and lovingly reached out to stroke Sisi's little face.

"Meow~" The ragdoll noticed Shi Nian and meowed softly.

Shi Nian understood its meaning and reached out to free it from Si Si's arms.

The kitten crawled into Shi Nian's arms and nuzzled her with its head. Shi Nian reached out and scratched the kitten's chin, and the kitten purred.

While holding the cat, Shi Nian watched Si Si turn over and tucked the blanket around Si Si, feeling a sense of inner peace.

A shadow was cast down by the door.

Shi Nian looked up and saw that it was Huo Yanmo.

He noticed her gaze, walked over to her, and sat down beside her.

"Meow~" The kitten greeted softly, then buried its head in Shi Nian's arms.

Huo Yanmo smiled and shook his head, then poked the cat's head with his index finger.

This fat doll, ever since Shi Nian and the others came, only likes to stay with Shi Nian and Si Si, and treats him extremely perfunctorily.

Shi Nian glared at Huo Yanmo and reached out to protect the kitten.

The kitten was still meowing pitifully, snuggling into my arms as I used to.

It's as if it's saying: He bullied me, poked my head, look at him, look at him!

His dramatic antics made Shi Nian laugh.

Huo Yanmo chuckled helplessly.

He reached out and put his arm around Shi Nian's shoulder, letting her lean on his shoulder.

Moonlight streamed into the bedroom through the window, casting long shadows behind them.

On the other side, Lu Yanzhi leaned against the headboard alone, looking at the moon hanging high in the sky outside.

On the bedside table was a tanzanite that reflected a faint light in the moonlight.

I can't close my eyes.

...

The next day.

Li Xinyi arrived at the hospital with her entourage.

She first told Xiao Wu and his wife about Han Wei and the manhunt.

Then, she introduced Xiao Wu to her colleagues.

He added, "We'll be making a portrait later. You describe it to me, and my colleague will draw it based on what you say, to recreate what the murderer looked like that day."

"Can you keep going?" Li Xinyi asked worriedly.

After all, Xiao Wu has only been awake for a few days.

Xiao Wu nodded vigorously. He was eager to catch the other party as soon as possible, otherwise he always felt that someone wanted to kill him, and he was very worried.

It will begin soon.

After an unknown amount of time, a portrait finally appeared before everyone.

"Xiao Wu, take a look, is this the person?" his colleague asked.