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!

knocked on the study room

Jinghao answered,

and reported, “There’s someone

Yu had seen the person before,

kids hardly slept, he got Lin Xinyan to check

someone crying inside. Despite how loud it sounded, it felt insincere as Zong Jinghao couldn’t detect the

man in a Chinese

he could still recognize him as Zong Qifeng’s

to some issues with his

exposing the interlacing strands of white hair. Despite his pale skin and pigmentation due to old age, he

to see him arrive in such a short

didn’t even get to say goodbye. Is this how you do your duty as a son?” He questioned

curious to

What does he want?

calmly remarked, “It’s a surprise to

Zong Yungan was

the while, he didn’t like visiting despite the fact they were

not some stranger. Now that your dad has passed away,

at him in silence. Regardless of whether his intentions were sincere, he knew he shouldn’t argue out

funeral parlor

already made the arrangements.” Zong Jinghao

as he felt that Zong Jinghao was being rude. Zong Jinghao didn’t even pretend to be

with him, after all, they were relatives. It would have been easy enough to just be cordial and get over

less conspicuous. But, he seemed to have got wind of it extremely quickly and pretended to

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