"Tianyi, what happened to Mr. Chong?" Wei Fenghua asked in a trembling voice, her heart pounding, as if something extremely precious had fallen and could never be retrieved. That panic, that chaos... just like over twenty years ago, when she heard the news of her husband's death.
Li Tianyi wiped his eyes and said with a choked voice, "Mom, godfather is gone."
"Ah?" Wei Fenghua cried out, tears uncontrollably flowing down. She clutched at her chest, gripping her clothes, feeling an indescribable pain she couldn't express to Tianyi.
"Mom, godfather said he was very happy during his time here, he said thank you to you." Li Tianyi felt increasingly anguished as he spoke, tears falling endlessly, "Mom, let's bury him together! He had no residence or anyone by his side. Let's lay him to rest next to my father, shall we?"
