Chapter 3 Time knows nothing about wind and rain 06
It was almost 4 a.m. when Ning Qiyuan and I got out of the car. Just as I was about to call to ask which hospital my father was in, my cell phone rang. It was the person who called me before.
I hurriedly picked up the phone and asked him where he was and what my father was like.
He sighed and said, "Please accept my condolences." I couldn't hear what he said after that. I just felt as if all the strength in my body was drained away at once, and my mind went blank.
My condolences? Why should I condole? How could my dad die like this?
I stood there blankly, letting the person on the phone call me without saying a word. Finally, Ning Qiyuan took the phone from me, said something to me, and then hung up.
He came over and pulled my hand, very hard, as if to give me strength.
I don't know how Ning Qiyuan brought me to the hospital.
There were many people in the hospital, all my dad’s colleagues, even Jiang Sijin’s dad came. When he saw me, he came over and said to me, “Shuchen, don’t cry, your uncle is here.”
The words "Don't cry" suddenly made the tears I had been holding back all the way fall. I grabbed Uncle Jiang's hand and choked up and said, "Where's my dad? Where is he?"
Uncle Jiang took me to the morgue. There was a chill in the hospital, and I was very reluctant to go there. When I was 5 years old, my dad took me to see my mom. I thought I would never step into such a place again, but I didn't expect that the next time I walked into this place, it was to see my dad.
The lights in the morgue were bright, and I saw my father, who was like a hero in my mind, lying there quietly, without any life. My legs went weak and I almost fell to the ground. It was Ning Qiyuan who supported me. I looked back and found that his eyes were also red, and my tears flowed even more violently.
I knelt down beside my father, grabbed his cold hand, and called him over and over again, hoping that he would open his eyes, look at me, and call my name.
I cried and told him that I found Ning Qiyuan and he came back with me, but my father could no longer hear or see any of this.
His lack of response forced me to admit that he was really gone, completely gone from me. And because of his departure, I became an orphan, without a single relative in this world.
In the past, I always sympathized with Ning Qiyuan because his father died, his mother abandoned him, and he was an orphan. So no matter how hateful he was, whenever I thought of this, I would stop arguing with him. At that time, I never thought that one day, I would be like him.
From now on, I am also a child without parents.
I suddenly remembered the dream I had when I fell asleep on the train. It turns out that there is no such thing as the opposite of a dream. That dream was an omen. It was my father giving me advance notice of his departure.
The only sounds in the morgue were my heart-wrenching cries and Uncle Jiang's constant persuasion. He said that he would love me like his own daughter and take care of me like my father, but he was not my father, how could he be like my father?
When I was almost out of strength to cry, someone suddenly hugged me. His hands held the back of my head tightly and let me bury myself in his arms. The breath was strange yet familiar, but my tears flowed more and more, soon soaking his shirt. When I was crying so hard that I was almost unconscious, his voice came from above my head.
He said: "Tong Shuchen, you still have me. You are not alone."
These were the warmest words Ning Qiyuan had ever said to me since I had known him, but I was so sad in my heart, so sad that I couldn't make any response to these words.
A few days later, there was my father's funeral.
My father was pushed off the rooftop by a member of the criminal gang when he was chasing a criminal to the rooftop. He died in the line of duty. The city bureau gave me a lot of condolence money, but no amount of money can buy back my father's life.
In the past few days, Ning Qiyuan has been by my side. He rarely speaks and helps me deal with various matters at the funeral. He is mature and experienced in his work, completely unlike the willful and reckless boy he used to be.
Jiang Sijin also came with Li Anran the next day. She stayed with me the whole time. I didn’t sleep and she didn’t go to rest either. When I cried, she cried with me.
They never left me alone.
After three days of rest, it is the day of burial.
A lot of people came, all of them were my father's colleagues in the police station. I was at the front of the crowd, holding my father's ashes, and carried him to the cemetery step by step. I couldn't imagine that after a big man died, there would be only such a small box left, buried in the cold ground, and the living people would never be able to touch him or hear his voice again. When I thought of this, my tears fell again.
When the staff at the cemetery were about to seal the tomb, I held my father's urn tightly and refused to let them bury it. In the end, Ning Qiyuan snatched the urn from my hands and stopped me at the same time.
"Tong Shuchen, you better be strong." He said harshly in my ear.
I also want to be strong, but no one can be strong when facing the death of a loved one.
After the funeral, Jiang Sijin still wanted to stay with me, but I drove her away. Because of me, she hadn't slept well for several days.
"Okay, then I'll go back first and I'll come to see you tomorrow." After saying that, Jiang Sijin looked at me worriedly for several times before reluctantly leaving with Li Anran.
After sending away all the people who came to the funeral, Ning Qiyuan accompanied me back home.
I hadn't been back for several months, but for the first time I felt as if I was in another world. Just as I was looking at my father's photo and wanted to cry again, my body was suddenly picked up and carried sideways. I screamed in fright.
Ning Qiyuan carried me into the room with ease, threw me onto the bed not very gently, then closed the curtains and covered me with a quilt, and said to me in an imperative tone, "Go to sleep."
I kept my eyes open and didn't listen to him.
Ning Qiyuan's hand came up again, covering my eyes: "You are tired, take a nap."
"What about you?" I asked him in a hoarse voice .
"If I wanted to leave, I would have left long ago."
After hearing these words, I felt completely relieved. I never knew that I was so afraid of him leaving.
I slept peacefully, and my dad didn't come to my dream. When I opened my eyes, the room was pitch black, and there was no sound at all. I quickly got up from the bed and ran out of the room to find Ning Qiyuan. When I found him sleeping on the sofa in the living room, I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't wake him up, and tiptoed to my dad's room, which was the place where my dad's presence was the most.
My dad has a habit of writing a diary. I have always wanted to take a look at what he wrote in his diary when he was not around, but he was always on guard against me and never gave me this opportunity. Now, I finally have a chance to read his diary, but this opportunity makes me extremely sad. From now on, I can only miss him in this way.
After searching through several drawers, I finally found my father's diary, which turned out to be a code book. I tried his and my mother's birthdays first, and when that didn't open, I tried my birthday. When I heard the sound of the lock opening, I felt like crying again, but I took a deep breath and managed to hold back.
My father's writing skills are not very good, and the things written in his diary are all trivial, but most of them are about me. Even every word I said to him when I called him was recorded in it. It made me laugh to tears. I wiped my tears and continued reading.
After reading dozens of pages, I suddenly saw a diary with heavy language. It was a bit long and seemed to be about a case. I didn't understand it and didn't want to continue reading. But after turning the page, I saw a person's name. After reading a few sentences, I was stunned. I was afraid that I had read it wrong, so I read it again. At this time, Ning Qiyuan's voice rang in my ears: "Tong Shuchen, what are you reading?"
