Chapter 829: Revised: Chapter 829: Ending in Depression
Lin Huijun held Jiangli’s hand, bending down while crying.
In Jiangli’s peripheral vision, Xiu Bangyan was also weeping uncontrollably.
Jiangli patted Lin Huijun’s hand, ford a gesture with one hand, and tapped her shoulder, “Raise your head.”
Lin Huijun instinctively followed her words and raised her head. Before she could ask what was happening, she saw Xiu Bangyan beside her.
Lin Huijun was montarily stunned, the next second, her expression grew agitated as she was about to rush over.
Jiangli held her hand back, her voice to Lin Huijun was like a cold blade.
“Xiu Bangyan is already dead, he just ca back to see you one last ti. I know these words are too much to bear, but it’s the truth. It’s better to have short pain over long suffering, I hope Mrs. Xiu understands.”
After speaking, she looked over at Xiu Bangyan.
“I’ll co back to get you in a little while.”
Xiu Bangyan nodded shakily.
Jiangli put down the lantern and left Xiu Bangyan’s ho.
As she stepped out the door, she heard Lin Huijun’s heart-wrenching cries.
“Why? How can you do this, how can you just leave! If so, why did you even co back! Do you know how exhausted I’ve been these three years…”
Jiangli paused her steps, shut the door behind her, and walked farther away.
…
Jiangli gave Xiu Bangyan so more ti.
Half an hour later, she knocked on Xiu Bangyan’s door.
There were rustling sounds inside, and after a while, soone opened the door.
Xiu Bangyan and Lin Huijun stood side by side at the door, both looked as if they had cried.
But their expressions were much calr.
Lin Huijun no longer showed the signs of previous collapse, her expression was even completely relieved, only a hint of reluctance remained.
Seeing Jiangli at the door, Lin Huijun looked at Xiu Bangyan again, her stopped tears almost bursting again.
She wiped the corners of her eyes, raised her head and blinked quickly, forcing the tears back, then looked at Xiu Bangyan.
“Take care on your journey, there’s no need to worry about the ho, I’ll take good care of Yangyang.”
Upon hearing this, Xiu Bangyan felt a sharp pang in his throat, nodded, and after a while, hoarsely replied, “Then I’m leaving.”
Hearing this, Jiangli raised her hand, and the lantern on the side cabinet returned to her palm.
She didn’t waste any words, glanced at Xiu Bangyan, and then turned to walk out.
Xiu Bangyan followed her naturally, but after two steps, he turned back to look at Lin Huijun, sincerely and blessedly saying, “Huijun, find soone else, I hope you have a good life. These years have been hard on you, I’m sorry.”
After speaking, Xiu Bangyan gave Lin Huijun a deep bow before following Jiangli out.
Lin Huijun covered her face, squatting at the door, crying uncontrollably.
…
On the way back with Xiu Bangyan, he remained silent.
Jiangli did not ask anything.
Just before reaching the gate of Jiaoyang Temple, Xiu Bangyan suddenly spoke, “Master, you told before that as long as one has a clear conscience, it’s fine. But what if I have a guilty conscience?”
Jiangli paused her steps, looked at Xiu Bangyan, sowhat dazed.
Because she seed to have said such words before.
Jiangli did not speak, knowing that at this mont, Xiu Bangyan perhaps just needed a good listener.
Xiu Bangyan did not intend for her to speak either, sat on the nearby roadside, and murmured to himself, “I originally thought I could have a clear conscience, but after seeing them, I really feel so guilty…”
He covered his face, his shoulders continuously trembling.
When he was alone with Lin Huijun, she told him that in the second year of his disappearance, his mother passed away.
Depression claid her life.
Before she died, she was constantly calling Xiu Bangyan’s na.
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