Tang Junhe witnessed Song Zhi's funeral in his dream.
It rained heavily on the day of the burial.
Tang Qingbai, dressed in black, personally held Song Zhi's ashes and gently placed them in the tomb.
Tang Junhe saw another self, standing in front of the tomb, shrouded in loneliness.
Although there was no expression on his face, Tang Junhe seemed to be able to feel the sadness in his heart, and his heart also ached slightly.
The funeral was very simple. The Song family had no relatives, so only a few scattered members of the Tang family came to see them off.
Tang Junhe stood in the crowd, but no one could see him. He was like a transparent person at this moment, watching everything.
He followed his other self to the tomb, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Anshan's name engraved on the tombstone next to him.
Tang Junhe had always wondered why Song Anshan was not in this dream, but he didn't expect that Song Anshan was already dead.
In an instant, he was attacked by a sharp heartache, so painful that he could not keep his balance. He half-knelt on the ground, holding his chest, sweating profusely, and could not stand up for a long time.
I'm clearly in a dream, but why does the heartache feel so real?
Tang Junhe thought with great confusion.
By the time he finally recovered, the funeral was over.
Only another self and Tang Qingbai were left in the cemetery.
Tang Junhe saw his other self move his lips, as if he wanted to say something to Tang Qingbai.
"Qingbai, can we talk? You..."
However, just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Tang Qingbai's cold voice.
"There's nothing much to discuss with you. Now that my mother is gone, should you be satisfied? You've never liked my mother, so you left her to suffer alone in a mental hospital. But all her misery in this life was caused by you."
Tang Qingbai clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was shaking as he said these words.
"If you dislike her so much, why did you pretend to take responsibility? If it weren't for that, maybe my mother wouldn't have had such a hard time!"
Facing Tang Qingbai's constant questioning, the other Tang Junhe was just like he was in the hospital. He said nothing and endured it silently, as if he was tacitly accepting all the guilt.
"I'm sorry for her, I..."
After a long time, he finally managed to utter a sentence in a hoarse voice.
However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tang Qingbai again.
"What's the point of you saying this now? My mother is gone!"
Tang Qingbai almost shouted the last sentence.
Seeing that he was getting excited again, his wife beside him hurriedly grabbed her.
"Qingbai, calm down. Mom has just been buried. Let her rest in peace. Don't worry about these things anymore."
With her comfort, Tang Qingbai exhaled heavily, looked back at the tombstone behind him, and finally suppressed his anger in his heart.
He looked at Tang Junhe deeply and said, "Since my mother is no longer with us, from now on, our relationship ends here. You never cared about my mother's life or death, and I won't care about you in the future."
"Qingbai..."
The wife didn't expect Tang Qingbai to say such a thing. Her face changed and she hurriedly grabbed him.
But Tang Qingbai had obviously made up his mind. Without waiting for her to speak or for the other Tang Junhe to respond, he took his wife's hand and strode away.
Tang Junhe witnessed all this and felt inexplicably depressed.
Watching Tang Qingbai and his wife leave, Tang Junhe set his gaze on another self. He saw him standing on the grass in front of the cemetery, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in shadows, and he looked indescribably lonely and desolate.
After the father and son broke up, Tang Qingbai moved out of the house with his wife.
Then he applied without hesitation to be stationed at the border.
By the time "Tang Junhe" discovered all this and wanted to stop it, it was too late.
Tang Qingbai has chosen to go to the frontier with his wife without hesitation.
Tang Junhe witnessed another self with his own eyes, and after failing to stop it, he was left alone in a big villa in the capital.
Without the children at home, the whole villa was empty.
He dismissed the servants and nanny in his house.
He was the only one left in the entire villa.
During this period, Tang Junhe witnessed everything.
He had nowhere to go in his dreams, so he kept following his older self.
However, she also discovered that although he held a high position and great power, he was also a lonely man with no friends around him, and his relatives had all stayed away from him. Even his own son broke up with him and completely left the family.
In this house, Song Zhi has very few things.
Tang Junhe watched his elderly self packing up Song Zhi's belongings. He almost turned the entire villa upside down, but Song Zhi's things didn't even fill up a cardboard box.
When Tang Junhe was wandering around the villa, he also saw their wedding photos.
In the photo, Song Zhi is fair and plump, just like a few years ago, when she gently held her young and handsome self's arm, with a sweet smile on her face and shallow dimples on her lips, looking cute and lively.
Instead, he had a stern and serious face, as if when taking the photo, he was not about to get married, but about to go to the battlefield.
Tang Junhe saw that his favorite thing to do when he was old was to sit in the study, staring at the wedding photo in a daze, and always letting out long sighs.
Tang Junhe could see that he was feeling sad and regretful.
His face was filled with regret.
Do you regret that you didn't smile properly when taking the photo, or do you regret that you and Song Zhi were eventually separated?
Tang Junhe thinks it's both.
He witnessed everything, and saw his old self living a life that was getting worse day by day after Song Zhi's death. He watched him regret and miss her...
Looking at himself like that, he found it really ridiculous.
He has been watching from the sidelines all this time.
He had learned a lot from the quarrel between father and son.
In the dream, Song Zhi did not live a good life after marrying him. She was neglected by him everywhere and even suffered from schizophrenia. He then ruthlessly sent her to a mental hospital, where she was locked up for several years.
In the end, she escaped from the mental hospital because she wanted to attend her son's wedding, but unexpectedly she was involved in a car accident and left this world completely.
Tang Junhe felt that Tang Qingbai was right. Most of the misfortunes in Song Zhi's life came from another self.
If he had shown her a little more care and love, things wouldn't have come to this.
Tang Junhe couldn't help but think of himself.
If it were him, he would never treat Song Zhi like that.
No matter what happens, he will be with her to face it together instead of letting her bear it alone.
He will give her all his love and protection.
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