The people outside waited and waited, but there was not a sound for an hour.
Duan Sheng suddenly looked up: "What's wrong? Why does my heart feel so panicked?"
Duan Kai suddenly realized something and kicked the door open.
Duan Ye and the others rushed forward, only to hear Duan Kai's voice, sounding somewhat broken: "Mom!"
The whole family rushed in, and Liang Mo almost trembled as he took Miao Suzhen's pulse and listened to her heartbeat.
Duan Sheng's eyes instantly welled up with tears. He knelt down and crawled to the bedside, taking her hand in his: "Mom, how could you be so foolish? Mom...don't you want your son anymore...?"
But he received no answer, and Liang Mo could only shake his head, tears streaming down his face.
So, the whole family knelt in the house.
"Grandpa, Grandma..." Duan Ye choked up.
Luo Qingyuan and the others also had tears in their eyes.
Shen Niannian couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears: "Waaah, I'm so sorry..."
Pregnancy is already a very sensitive time, and seeing this scene only made her heart ache more. Duan Ze held her, wanting to say a few words of comfort, but all he could do was burst into tears.
Intermittently, the whole family couldn't control themselves, and the crying gradually spread.
Miao Suzhen's face was very peaceful, but she was holding Duan Jiancheng's hand very tightly.
She thought, this time, they can't be separated again.
It started snowing outside the window sometime earlier, and soon the world was covered in a white blanket.
By the time the two elderly people were settled in, it was already evening. Everyone hadn't eaten all day, and Duan Ze had to coax and coax Shen Niannian into eating a little bit of noodles.
First floor lobby.
Duan Kai took out his mother's suicide note and began to read it slowly: "Xiao Kai, Xiao Sheng, Mom is happy. She buried me and your father together. Take care and don't worry about me."
After Duan Kai finished reading, he couldn't hold back. He stood up, turned around, bent over, and gritted his teeth, but still couldn't hold back his tears.
For the first time, Liang Mo looked at Duan Renji somewhat helplessly. Duan Renji could only hold Liang Mo tightly for the time being, saying, "It's okay, it's okay..."
Duan Ruijun stepped forward, patted his father on the shoulder, and gave him a hug.
Duan Sheng wiped away his tears and said with a smile, "Alright, Mom and Dad are reunited now. We should think positively. The first snow has arrived, and our family hasn't eaten much. I'll cook dinner tonight."
Ding Yifen stopped him: "Let me do it."
Liang Mo and Luo Qingyuan stood up: "We'll go too."
Duan Ye shook his phone: "I've already made reservations for tonight. Everyone's been busy all day and is pretty tired, so I won't cook anything. Just grab something to eat."
Luo Qingyuan was somewhat surprised: "When did you order it? Why didn't you tell me?"
Duan Ye put his arm around her: "You've been taking care of me a lot lately, so just relax and wait for dinner today."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he heard the honking of a car outside the yard.
"Is this the Duan family? Your meal has arrived."
The men of the Duan family quickly went out and brought back all the food.
At eight o'clock in the evening, everyone gathered together.
The table was laden with delicious food.
Duan Sheng: "Alright, everyone eat. We still have work to do tomorrow."
As soon as Duan Sheng spoke, everyone picked up their bowls and chopsticks one after another. The meal was unusually silent without the two elderly people present.
After dinner, Duan Kai said, "The news of your grandparents' passing will be sent out tomorrow. I plan to hold the funeral as soon as possible so they can be laid to rest. What do you think?"
Duan Kai's words were unanimously approved by the whole family.
The next day, people started coming and going at the Duan family home, but they were all relatives and old comrades-in-arms of Duan Jiancheng.
After a busy day, everyone began their vigil only after everyone had left.
The first night was with Duan Ye and Luo Qingyuan.
The mourning hall was on the first floor. Duan Ye closed the door to block out the wind and snow.
Luo Qingyuan knelt in front of the mourning hall and burned paper money. The firelight made her little face look rosy.
Duan Ye walked over and knelt down as well, then took the paper money from her hand: "Go and rest for a while, don't stay with me, tonight is still a long night."
He felt sorry for Luo Qingyuan, who had spent the whole day greeting guests with them.
Luo Qingyuan just smiled and said, "Grandpa and Grandma are very good to me, and I want to spend more time with them."
Duan Ye looked at her, wanting to say something, but in the end he just took a small cookie from the basket next to him: "Try it, it's very sweet."
Luo Qingyuan took a bite, smiled and nodded: "Mmm, it's very sweet."
The wind and snow outside gradually intensified, burying the tire tracks.
The two chatted casually. At three in the morning, Luo Qingyuan was getting sleepy, so Duan Ye moved his shoulder over her and said, "Lean on for a bit."
Luo Qingyuan's eyes were almost closed, but she still held his hand and said, "I'm here."
Just like back then, when her grandmother passed away, Duan Ye quietly stayed by her side.
Soon, Luo Qingyuan leaned on Duan Ye's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.
Duan Ye hugged her tighter, and when he looked down and saw the exhaustion on her face, his heart clenched.
When I looked up again and saw my grandparents' portraits, my heart clenched uncontrollably.
"Grandpa and Grandma, may you rest in peace."
Duan Ye said something softly, but no one could respond to him.
Duan Ye barely moved all night. It wasn't until dawn that Luo Qingyuan slowly woke up, immediately startled: "I'm sorry, I fell asleep..."
Duan Ye moved his stiff arm and pinched her cheek with a smile: "It's okay, Grandpa and Grandma won't blame you."
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