Stealing Your Heart

After she opened the door, she saw a figure sitting by the desk.

There was only a dim white light in the room while the still air reinforced the somber atmosphere. Within the spacious room, lay a massive desk.

On it, there was a brush and some paper. Zong Qifeng loved to write calligraphy.

However, the man who used to be holding the brush and bent over writing was gone.

As Lin Xinyan walked up, the ink within the inkstone itself had dried out but she could still catch a whiff of its fragrance. When she looked at the figure sitting at the desk, she hesitated as she didn’t know what to say. She simply walked up to him and gave him a hug.

After some time, a raspy voice broke the silence. “When day breaks, others will be here. You have to regain your composure as soon as possible.”

Zong Jinghao scanned around the room. To him, everything looked familiar and surreal at the same time. He continued, Yan, I’ve lost another family member.”

His mother was gone, and now, so was his father.

Lin Xinyan felt her nose burn as she curled her arms around him. In a choking voice, she reassured him, “You still have me and the kids. We will always be by your side.”

Zong Jinghao squeezed her tightly in his arms and buried his face in her chest, trembling.

Unable to find the words to console him, Lin Xinyan stayed by his side quietly.

After a long while, dawn started to break and Zong Jinghao let go of her.

As Lin Xinyan looked at his calm face, she knew that he had hidden his sadness away. Now wasn’t the time to show it.

Since Zong Qifeng had died, they wanted to ensure his soul could rest in peace. Hence, the funeral arrangements now took precedence.

Knock! Knock!

on the study room

Jinghao answered,

reported, “There’s someone here and is crying in

before, it

understand.” Zong Jinghao stood up. Remembering that the kids hardly slept, he got Lin Xinyan to check on them while he went

crying inside. Despite how loud it sounded, it felt insincere as Zong

saw a man in a Chinese

recognize him as Zong Qifeng’s cousin.

with his health, he mostly kept

exposing the interlacing strands of white hair. Despite his pale skin

surprise to see him arrive in such a

feeling well? I didn’t even get to say goodbye.

he rarely saw, Zong Jinghao was curious to see him appear the moment Zong Qifeng

What does he want?

his eyes, Zong Jinghao calmly remarked, “It’s a surprise to see you

Yungan

he didn’t like visiting despite the

some stranger. Now that your dad has passed

silence. Regardless of whether his intentions were sincere, he knew he shouldn’t argue out of respect for his dead father. After all, he wanted his father

know of a funeral parlor

the arrangements.” Zong

Zong Jinghao was being rude. Zong Jinghao didn’t even

cordial and get over with it. However, for someone that didn’t keep in contact to suddenly appear warm and friendly, one couldn’t

would have been less conspicuous. But, he seemed to have got wind

the saying goes, when something out of the ordinary happens, something else