In the end, Tang Guanghua took Tang Nian's body back home.
"I'm sorry, uncle."
Accompanying them were the stepmother and her daughter, Lin Yue.
"Xiao Nian." Lin Yue stepped forward tremblingly. Looking at the cold corpse in front of her, her heart trembled. The Tang Nian who was once still alive and kicking was now lying straight under the white cloth.
Lin Yue covered her mouth, and Tang Guanghua immediately put his arm around her shoulders, "Lin Yue, Xiao Nian, he has always liked you. It's just that he was a little awkward and embarrassed to say it. Last time, he asked me to take my sister back. Let’s have a reunion dinner together!”
"Guanghua." Lin Yue's eyes were indescribably excited. After all these years, Tang Nian finally accepted her as his aunt.
But, at this time...
Her hand gently stroked Tang Nian's cheek. The once familiar and friendly outline was now as cold as stone. Lin Yue's tears couldn't help but fall down, hitting Tang Nian's face, splashing desolation.
"Xiao Nian, Xiao Nian, it's aunt's fault, it's aunt's fault. Aunt, I should have cared about you earlier...it's aunt's fault." Lin Yue cried so hard that Jiang Cheng just stood there calmly, scared. Tang Guanghua discovered that their relationship drove him away.
As long as he could quietly send his thoughts away, he would be satisfied.
"Hello, are you Nian Nian's friend?" Tang Guanghua still noticed him. Jiang Cheng raised his head, his eyes full of sadness, "Uncle, I am... Nian Nian's... friend."
"Friends?" Tang Guanghua looked at Tang Nian's body, "He rarely has friends."
Jiang Cheng looked at Tang Guanghua, hesitant.
At this time, Lin Yue suddenly said: "Guanghua, let Jiang Cheng come in! After all, he is Xiaonian's friend, and Xiaonian must also hope that he can send him on his last journey."
"Okay, then come in first."
Jiang Cheng looked at Lin Yue, his eyes filled with gratitude.
"Thank you, aunt."
"You're welcome. Xiaonian is very good at home, and I just gave birth... He didn't have time to give birth, and his father didn't let him go to the hospital to see his sister for fear of affecting his studies." Lin Yue held Tang Yueyue in her arms, Jiang Cheng His eyes also followed Tang Yueyue's face.
Tang Yueyue and Tang Nian's facial features are somewhat similar, especially those clear and bright eyes, which seem to be a replica of Tang Nian's childhood.
Jiang Cheng looked at Tang Yueyue and seemed to see Tang Nian when he was a child. At that time, he was innocent and had a bright smile. He couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, which was his longing for and love for Tang Nian. He imagined that if Tang Nian was still here, he would be a good brother, love Tang Yueyue, and bring her laughter.
snap——
Jiang Cheng wiped away his tears in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, auntie, sister, I look like Niannian."
"Yes! She looks a lot like Nian Nian." Lin Yue didn't know what she was thinking. Tang Nian's funeral was very hasty. Tang Guanghua didn't invite many people. Not even Tang Nian's mother was present. Jiang Cheng only Looking at the cold coffin.
However, he was present as a "friend".
The phone rang suddenly. Tang Guanghua took out his phone and saw the caller ID. His face instantly turned livid.
"What? Mental illness?" Tang Guanghua roared, his voice echoing in the small mourning hall, "Are you sure? That person is mentally ill?"
Jiang Cheng and Lin Yue both looked at him. Jiang Cheng's eyes were full of doubts, while Lin Yue held Tang Yueyue nervously.
Tang Guanghua continued to yell into the phone, "You are not mistaken, are you? If you can get away with murder on the grounds of mental illness, then why do you need the law?"
The person on the other side of the phone seemed to be explaining something, but Tang Guanghua was so angry that he hung up the phone.
"Mad, what do these people do? They escaped for seven years and deliberately robbed for eight years. Now intentional homicide is said to be mental illness. Can mental illness kill someone intentionally?" After that, Tang Guanghua squatted down helplessly and buried his head in the Between the knees.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Tang Guanghua cried, holding his head, even his hair seemed to be much older.
Lin Yue and Jiang Cheng looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
"Guanghua, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yue asked cautiously. She knew that Tang Guanghua must have heard something, and it must be related to Tang Nian.
Tang Guanghua was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with tears, "It was that woman, the man who killed Nian Nian, he...he turned out to be mentally ill..."
Lin Yue and Jiang Cheng were both stunned. They did not expect such a result.
"No...impossible..." Lin Yue couldn't believe it, "He is obviously so awake, how could it be possible..."
"Yeah, I don't think it's possible." Tang Guanghua's eyes were empty, "But that's the fact. That person was diagnosed with mental disorder by a doctor after Nian Nian's accident, and is now in a mental hospital. The police can't find him intentionally killing someone. evidence of……"
"Mental illness." Jiang Cheng snorted twice, "Mental illness."
These were the only three words that came out of his mouth.
"Miss him..." Lin Yue hugged Tang Guanghua, and the two of them struggled to support each other in the mourning hall.
Jiang Cheng looked at this scene with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that they all needed time to accept this cruel reality.
In the afternoon, Jiang Cheng offered to take Tang Nian's body to the crematorium together with Tang Guanghua. They walked beside the hearse in silence, speechless all the way. After arriving at the crematorium, Jiang Cheng helped with the procedures while Tang Guanghua watched silently.
Inside the crematorium, there was smoke and a pungent smell.
A man would not shed tears easily, but this was the first time in Jiangcheng that he saw someone shed tears for Tang Nian so sincerely.
He can not understand……
Tang Nian said that he has no home.
But after his death, Tang Nian suddenly had a family.
When Tang Nian's body was slowly sent into the crematorium, both of their eyes were moist.
"Uncle, my condolences."
"My condolences. You are Nian Nian's friend. I think he doesn't want you to continue to be so sad."
"Um…"
Four years later*
Jiang Cheng put on a white suit and walked into the largest mental hospital in Hai City. He held a document in his hand, which recorded the information of a patient named Jin Ke.
A pungent smell filled the corridor of the hospital. Jiang Cheng frowned and quickened his pace. He came to an iron door with a sign hanging on it that read "Area for Patients with Severe Mental Disorders."
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and opened the door. He saw a man wearing a hospital gown sitting in the corner of the room. His eyes were dull and his face was pale.
Jiang Cheng walked over, knelt down and looked into the man's eyes, "Jin Ke, let me see you."
The man stared at the ceiling with blank eyes, as if he was trapped in his own world.
Jiang Cheng suppressed his emotions. No one was more excited than seeing the "murderer" again with his own eyes.
He wants to avenge his thoughts!
