Chapter 14

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Gu, if she dies, Lin Yu would die as well. So he went into the tomb. The hairpin was just a small ornament that was worn on the hair, but the handkerchief could be kept close to his body and kept in his heart. How was she unable to understand until now?

Her heart hurt, but she couldn’t tell whether the pain was hers or Lin Yu.

She staggered back, the complex look in people’s faces started getting blurred in her eyes. Someone behind her was calling her. It seemed it was the doctor along with Lin Yu. The sobs of Qin Ge’s mother and Lin Siwei mixed with Lin Yu’s choked up voice.

Hai Lan clenched her teeth and made sure to make her words clear. She didn’t want to delay the debt anymore, and there never was a relationship between them anyway, “Miss Lin, you don’t owe me anything. If there was anything left, it was already paid by Qin Ge. He died for you, we know, you don’t need to keep on emphasizing that fact. In any case, he paid my tuition when I was at my worst and gave me a place to stay.”

Qin Ge’s mother stared at Lin Yu with Qin Baichuan beside her. Lin Siwei’s eyes were red and swollen. She looked at Lin Yu and afterward at Hai Lan. It was as though she had won a tough battle. The others also looked at her in astonishment; nobody would have thought that she would be able to say something like that.

She stopped, straightened up, and swept her gaze around the mourning hall slowly.

The atmosphere in the mourning hall became tenser.

The sweeping look almost exhausted her whole strength, her body trembled. She then heard a voice, “Qin Ge, do you still want to see him?”

Hai Lan’s body shook; she looked at a girl in a white dress with suspicion. She was standing at the end of the hall. The girl seemed to be looking at her… or was it at Lin Yu who was behind her? She wasn’t sure.

The woman had slightly honeyed skin and a beautiful appearance. So beautiful that it was hard to look away.

Lin Yuncong glanced at his old friend. Qin Baichuan was frowning slightly, he said in a deep voice. “Who’s letting unrelated people in?”

Some of his guards were startled and immediately moved to drive the girl away.

She shook her head and turned around about to leave.

Lin Yu, who was being held by Qin Ge’s mother, broke free and hissed, “Qin Ge, I want to see him. What are you talking about? Who are you? No, you’re talking nonsense, how can it be possible to see him again?”

She fell to her knees, a sharp smile adorned her face.

“Who am I?” She said in a low voice, “Years ago I was called Lin Lang. For whoever wants to come, No. 18 of Xining Street.”

People were shocked. They saw a few men approaching her, but even before they could touch her, she disappeared. It was the same as when she had come in.

*****

At night.

“I love him, in such a passionate and crazy way. My dreams have been broken, but still, I cannot forget… ”

In the distance, a faint song was heard. The woman wiped the crumbs from the corners of her mouth and held her hands close to her heart. The wind on a winter night was bitingly cold. After walking for a day, the wound on her shoulder became even more painful.

When she had woken up in the hospital of City A, she saw the news of Qin Ge’s passing from the newspaper for the patient in the next bed. When she had been admitted to the hospital, she had some pocket money in her work clothes. She wanted to go to the Qin’s house, but the money she had with her wasn’t enough. She was far from her place. She decided to use the money to buy two loaves of bread for when she got hungry. Now she found herself there.

Xining Street, No. 18.