Chapter 1808: Chapter 1808: Jia Ren Is Dead
Later, I was exhausted and couldn’t walk any further.
Since waking up that day and finding he had already left, I’ve been searching for him for ten months straight.
That day, I stayed at a kind farmer’s home, and with his wife’s help, I gave birth to my child...
...I took the child to find him and left the child in the farmer’s care to search for him on my own.
I don’t understand what kind of story should occur between a man and a woman. I started listening to other people’s stories because I believe that one day, I might find a story similar to ours, and see how they dealt with it...
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Jia Ren flipped through page after page, his aged face streaming with tears.
Having lived his entire life, he harbored a mystery within his heart.
He hid it all his life, not knowing the truth, yet chose the most absurd way to evade it, without even the courage to pursue the truth.
What happened that night when they were drunk?
It seemed like he had a romantic dream, or perhaps...
He clutched his head, painfully knocking it against the scattered pages of the book, and again against the stone wall of the cave opposite.
Why did he run away? Why couldn’t he be more courageous?
He heard that his junior sister had died and always wanted to know if she had left anything behind for him?
Perhaps something to solve his doubts?
When Lun Yu said there was nothing, in truth, besides a slight sense of loss, he was relieved.
But these things... must be what she left behind, intended for him.
He understood now; it wasn’t a romantic dream at all!
"Ha ha... ha ha..."
Jia Ren felt he must have gone mad. He pushed away the surrounding clutter and ran frantically to the two solitary graves.
Kneeling on the ground, he clutched the tombstone with Lun Tong’s name on it and wailed.
"I know, I know it all. Junior sister, I’m sorry..."
"But I didn’t mean to, I was just scared..."
"No, I did mean it, I’m so cowardly..."
"Haha, I’m such a bastard, I deserve to be lonely until I die..."
Jia Ren alternated between crying and laughing, uttering strange words.
When Lun Yu and Yi Yan returned, they were startled to witness such a scene.
"Master, Master, what happened to you?"
Jia Ren turned his head, and they saw that his forehead was already a bloody mess, and their mother’s tombstone had been stained red with fresh blood.
Lun Yu was so shocked his face turned pale, and he anxiously asked, "Master, what happened to you? If there’s anything troubling you, please tell us!"
Jia Ren took a breath and asked Lun Yu softly, "How old are you this year?"
Not understanding why he asked this question, Lun Yu honestly replied.
Upon hearing Lun Yu’s answer, Jia Ren’s face went ashen and his eyes slowly closed.
He deserved to be lonely and not die well, being a good master. The junior sister didn’t tell him the truth, likely feeling the same way.
Lun Yu held Jia Ren’s body, already pale with shock.
Yi Yan reached out to check his breathing and gasped.
"Master has already passed away!"
Lun Yu felt a jolt in his heart, forcing a bitter smile: "This is too... How did he suddenly die, in such a crazy state? Do you think he had what the princess described as dementia?"
While saying this, tears fell from Lun Yu’s eyes involuntarily.
Apart from when his mother died, when had Lun Yu ever shed tears?
"Brother, let’s bury him!" Yi Yan lightly sighed.
"Alright, alright, this old man... How did he suddenly go mad and crash himself to death!"
