Chapter 363 If only (1/2)

After dropping Yue Ling off at the new house, Liu Shan did not return home to enjoy the rest of his day like everyone else. He stopped by a convenience store to buy beer and cigarettes. From there, he drove in the opposite direction of his apartment.

Through the bustling streets of Imperial, he did not stop for thirty minutes until he arrived in an almost secluded part of the city.

Parking his car on the side of the empty road, he grabs the things he bought and stepped out of the car.

”Ha—”

Although the sky was clear, one can see the small, misty cloud of his breath when he sighed.

Holding the case of beer in one hand, he places the pack of cigarette in his coat pocket and walks away from his car.

Coming to a path with dried leaves on the ground, he can tell that maintenance hasn't been here for a while to clean the place.

Through his steps, he arrives in front of a black metal fence. Pushing the door part open, his lonely figure enters.

Inside stood many tombstones in a neatly order, but he continues in his steps until he reached the end of the pathway. Making a turn, he finally stops in front of a tall gray marble tombstone.

Staring down at it, he stares at the picture of a young and healthy man smiling. He looked so free, like nothing in the world could disturb or make him angry.

Under the picture were the words 'Chen Yifeng, Beloved by family, cherished by friends' engraved nicely.

However, staring at the words Beloved by family, Liu Shan reach out to wipe the dust on the tombstone with his free hand and scoff a sarcastic chuckle.

How can someone be loved by his family when it was his own family who murdered him.

He lowers to sit on the ground and set the case of beer down. Taking a can out, he opens it and set it in front of the tombstone.

”It's been a while, my brother.”

Saying this, he takes a cigarette out and lights it. Doing the same thing as the beer, he place it down on the tombstone.

When he finished, he opens a beer and light another cigarette for himself.

Sitting face to face with the tombstone, he stares at the photo of Chen Yifeng in silence.

Through the long silence, the full can of beer in one hand remains untouched as the cigarette in his other hand burned on its own without him smoking it.

He was never a person who smokes, but Chen Yifeng did. Holding the cigarette makes him feel like his deceased friend is still here with him.

Thinking of something, a faint smile curl on his lips and he finally takes a sip of the beer.

”Yue Ling couldn't come see you, but... she finally met someone after Shin left us. She is doing great and going to be a mother soon. Not only that, she finally revealed herself as De L'amour's designer and won first place against An Qing.”

Saying this, he chuckles to himself and takes another sip of the beer.

”It's funny isn't it? She's the one who created An Qing to support De L'amour and yet, she had to compete with her own company.”

As his words finish, silence came again. Taking a deep breath, he slowly turn his head to look at the many surrounding tombstones.

”I guess you're not that lonely since you have so many friends here with you. Are they nice… like you?”

He looks back at the man in the photo and he sighs a chuckle. However, this time, he felt as if someone had grabbed his heart and yanked it out of his chest.

”You know, most people would want the person who hurt them to suffer, but you… you said for us to forgive because she was your sister… you said to give her a chance…”

His lower lip lightly trembles as he struggles to put on a smile.