Chapter 98 Sixty Years Ago
Lin Guantang stood there, indifferent to what Mr. Yuan said.
There's nothing much to say.
After a few minutes of silence, Mr. Yuan suddenly raised his hand tremblingly towards Lin Guantang, holding a wooden box in his hand.
Is it... compensation for him?
Lin Guantang watched as Mr. Yuan waved his hands up and down at him, signaling him to go over and take the box.
He looked up at Huo Shizhen, who still had a cold expression and was not about to make any comment. It seemed that the things in the box should not be harmful.
So Lin Guantang hesitated and took a few steps forward, reaching out to take the box.
But when he tried to withdraw his hand, he failed to pull it away, and the other end was still held in Mr. Yuan's hand.
Could it be that he regrets giving it to you and doesn't want to give it to you anymore?
Lin Guantang looked up in confusion, but apart from the old and tired look, he could not see anything else. Even his eyes were cloudy and lifeless.
Afterwards, Mr. Yuan loosened his hand, as if he was just slow in his movements due to old age and didn't react.
Lin Guantang took the box and was a little hesitant about whether to open it now to see what was inside.
At the same time, after Mr. Yuan withdrew his hand, he fell down and rested weakly on his knees. His head also drooped weakly, his eyelids drooped, and everything was dark. All the sounds, colors, lights and shadows dimmed and melted, just like his life, which was gone forever.
In the last few breaths of life and death, the light and shadow of the past eighty years hurriedly flowed back, and the complicated and repetitive images stopped at a certain moment sixty years ago. A figure looking into the distance became an illusion of the last moment of life.
Some secrets should disappear with death, because they are not important for future generations to know.
But when the person related to the secret appears in front of you after many years, you become hesitant and don't know whether it is good or bad to tell it.
At the last moment of his life, Mr. Yuan finally decided to reveal some clues about this secret.
Leave a clue for future generations to actively look for, if they really care.
It is much better to let them be mentally prepared than to have the secret discovered unexpectedly one day in the future and then exploited by others.
He spoke, his voice soft and muddy, and uttered his last words:
"Sixty years ago, I met you..."
--What?
Lin Guantang suddenly looked up, with a puzzled expression, and looked at Mr. Yuan in disbelief.
I must have heard it wrong. What did I mean by "I met him sixty years ago"?
Sixty years ago, not to mention him, even his parents were probably not born yet.
But this sentence may mean that sixty years ago, he met his relatives...
The moment this thought popped up in his mind, Lin Guantang suddenly straightened his back, widened his eyes, and clenched the wooden box in his hand. For a moment, he even forgot to breathe.
Does he have any blood relatives?
The word "blood relative", which had never been associated with him, was suddenly mentioned at this time. Lin Guantang didn't even know whether he should be at a loss or excited and ecstatic.
It was only when his eyes were sore and almost shed tears that he realized that he had been staring and forgot to blink.
After coming to his senses, his body was faster than his brain, driving him to take a few quick steps forward and asked hurriedly:
"Grandpa Yuan, what did you say you saw about me?!"
Old man Yuan lowered his head and did not move.
No matter how anxiously Lin Guantang asked, he didn't say another word.
Lin Guantang had a bad feeling and immediately reached out to touch his hand on his knee, but it was extremely cold.
That was different from what Huo Shizhen called the congenital cold body, but rather the stiffness and coldness that a person feels after death.
Dead...?
No, you can’t... You are not allowed to die at this time!
Lin Guantang opened his eyes wide, and the two lines of tears he had been holding back suddenly flowed out. He tried to restrain himself, but tears were already streaming down his face.
He didn't understand why he was crying, why he was so excited about such a vague clue.
It's clear that I haven't had any hope of finding so-called blood relatives since a long time ago.
District 35 is located in a remote area, and people from outside would not go there for no reason, so almost all the orphans who appear in District 35 are abandoned by their families.
Since it was thrown away by relatives, why are you thinking about looking for it back?
We can live well without them.
Anyway, Lin Guantang never thought about getting it back.
Before, Sikong Tan had privately asked him if he wanted to help him find out his background, but he calmly refused and thought indifferently that even if someone suddenly came to him claiming to be his biological parents, he would not even look at them and would just walk past them without looking away.
But now that he had heard the exact clues about his true life experience, he could not control his excited and eager heart to explore.
I even felt resentful and angry that Mr. Yuan could not explain himself clearly and just die in such a hasty manner.
The dead will not be resurrected by the crying of the living, and there is no time for Lin Guantang to stay here any longer.
Perhaps hearing the noise in the house, someone cautiously pushed the door open and came in, bent over and walked to the side of Mr. Yuan. After confirming for a while, he shouted that the old man had passed away.
Then the two doors were suddenly pushed open, and a group of people in mourning clothes ran in and began to wail and cry.
It was as if he had already prepared everything and was just waiting outside the door for news of death.
As Huo Shizhen said, this death was a decision that had been made long ago, not a random choice.
Lin Guantang was pushed aside by a group of people, and then pushed back layer by layer.
Looking at the huge crowd of heads in front of him, with bodies wrapped in white clothes swaying, he wanted to go over and see if Old Man Yuan was really dead, but he was too weak to take another step.
Even my brain was like muddy water, foggy and turbulent. I felt as if I was thinking a lot, but also as if I couldn't figure out anything. I just felt as if I was being pushed into a cold and dark embrace.
The wide windbreaker wrapped him up completely, and someone held his back with one hand and the back of his head with the other, forcing him to lean his head against a shoulder. He stiffened for a moment, and then he felt the familiar silver-white hair entangled around him. Only then did he completely release his strength and lean his head against the other person's shoulder.
The cool touch against the slender neck made him feel infinitely at ease at this moment.
Huo Shizhen wrapped him in his windbreaker and picked him up. He ignored the questions from the people around him asking him whether the old man had left any other last words, and walked out of the smoky room.
Walking through the long and narrow corridor, through the crowds of people running towards us, through the sounds of loud cries and low howls, we walked into the dark and long silent night.
How much time has passed? Lin Guantang has completely lost the concept of time.
He took off his coat and shoes, sat on the sofa in the hall with his knees hugged, staring blankly at the coffee table in front of him, his mind divided into two.
Half of me was wondering what Mr. Yuan meant by what he said, and whether I really heard it wrongly;
Half of him was wondering if he should go look for him... to ask him in person why he was abandoned.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he couldn't make up his mind, so he decided to ask another person in the living room.
"Senior, what do you think he meant? Did I hear him wrong? Did he mean to say that he had met my relatives..."
Huo Shizhen's voice came from the side:
"Now you want to find your true blood relatives."
"……I have no idea."
Lin Guantang shook his head and buried his head in his knees. He stretched out his hand and tapped his head with his fingers, feeling genuinely confused.
"Maybe my parents died a long time ago. It's because they're gone that I became an orphan. But maybe...if they don't want me, if I can really find them, what if I suddenly appear in front of them and get rejected?"
Lin Guantang's voice became lower and lower, and finally it was almost inaudible. It was more like he was talking to himself than to Huo Shizhen.
He didn't hear Huo Shizhen's words anymore, but he felt as if a shadow appeared above his head, and then he saw a hand reaching out to him, lifting his chin.
Lin Guantang raised his head following the force, feeling a little sore in his neck, then he raised his entire face, completely exposed to Huo Shizhen's eyes.
The area around his eyes was completely red, and his blue eyes looked like a clear spring. His lips were bitten and turned red, but his face was even paler, with faint traces of tears. His whole face showed helplessness.
Countless adjectives related to appearance flashed through Huo Shizhen's mind, and the last one left was "pitiable".
Eliminating all external factors such as personality and ability, eliminating all judging factors such as personal aesthetics, and only looking at Lin Guantang's appearance, or just coming to him based on this face, no one would ever say anything bad about him.
Rather than worrying about being rejected after finding a blood relative, he should worry about whether someone would have bad intentions towards him based on his face and S-class omega qualifications, such as forcing him to marry some wealthy man who wants to marry him.
Huo Shizhen didn't care much about the Huo family's status among the noble families, but not caring didn't mean it didn't exist. Looking across the entire imperial capital, it would be difficult to find a few noble families that were higher than the Huo family.
Then there is no need to worry.
Huo Shizhen looked at him for a while before saying with some emotion:
"So you're also a fragile and helpless omega."
And he said:
"If you want to find someone, just look for them. Don't think too much about it. Even if someone really dislikes you, that's human nature. There's nothing to worry about."
Hey... forget about the first part, but are the second part words of comfort?
Lin Guantang's eyes changed from helpless confusion to resentment of disagreement.
He was genuinely troubled by this matter, but somehow he made Huo Shizhen laugh. The corners of his mouth curled up, and his fingers gently stroked his chin a few times.
Then Lin Guantang shook his head in annoyance and reached out to slap it away.
"If you need me to do anything—"
As Lin Guantang became even more annoyed, Huo Shizhen withdrew his finger, thought for a moment, and decided to save his precarious goodwill:
"If you come to me and I'm really rejected, how about I bring a group of people to pick you up?"
"Then, in front of them, I'll tell you, 'Xiao Lin, we should leave now. Don't waste too much time in this boring place. The capital still needs you to support it. Without you, the capital will be in great danger.' That will surely make them look at you with new eyes."
Isn't that corporate death?!
Lin Guantang twitched his lips. He didn't expect him to make such a suggestion.
Although it seems quite cool to imagine that scene...
But let it go. It’s better not to have this kind of admiration.
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