Fu Yusheng was no longer young. He pressed his wrinkled cheeks lightly against the cold tombstone. It seemed that this was the only way to hold his wife in his arms.
His soft and shallow voice spoke slowly. It was filled with sadness and lovesickness, blown into the distance by the wind.
“I keep thinking, keep wondering…, of the day I will finally find you, and when I do see you, how should I say hello to you? Do I have the courage to speak to you?”
“I wonder if you have already forgotten the man named Fu Yusheng or if you hated him to your bones so much that you want to smash his head.”
“I’m waiting, heh, I’ve been waiting for you to smash my head. Beat me however you want; I will definitely not fight back; I will be more than happy for you to beat me. Hong Mei… Xue Qing, my wife… You must come to beat me, come to scold me, okay….”
The soldier kneeled in front of his dead wife’s tomb, holding the cold tombstone. That year, for the sake of the country, for the sake of his responsibility, and to prove his innocence, he was locked up in confinement for more than a year. He faced the military’s investigation with a calm attitude. But because he was locked up, he had lost his lover.
At this moment, the Major General, who had made a huge contribution in promoting the country’s military power, held the tombstone of his dead wife. All the sadness, grievances, and lovesickness that he had kept in his heart for more than 20 years were released at this moment.
The sorrow was so strong that even the sun couldn’t dissipate it. It was so strong that even the morning breeze resonated with it, weeping quietly.
The tall soldier had always been calm when facing difficulties or contempt from other countries when he was abroad for inspection work. He could always pat his chest and say that he was worthy of the country and had no regrets in these 20 or more years.
However, facing the photo of his deceased wife and holding the cold tombstone, he knew that the only thing he regretted in his life was his wife.
He had always felt that he was worthy of the country and had no regrets, but… his only regret was his wife.
Ye Jian, who was also kneeling in front of the tomb, watched her father kneeling and hugging her mother’s tombstone. His voice was hoarse as he spoke every sentence with sadness and lovesickness for his deceased wife.
Although Ye Jian’s mother had passed away to her father, today’s visit was like finally finding his wife…Finally, her father’s wish for more than 20 years had been fulfilled, her father’s obsession for more than 20 years had been realized.
Ye Jian didn’t bother her father; she couldn’t bother him at this time, let alone persuade him.
He had been persistent for more than 20 years to only see his wife’s cold tombstone. The hope that he always had in his heart finally collapsed. Every year, every minute, every second of his thoughts of his wife shattered at this moment. Her father needed to get out of those broken pieces; he had to clean up the grief, and if talking to her mother more or even holding the cold tombstone could make him feel better than waiting hopelessly, Ye Jian would let him be.
“Mother, did you hear it? You must have heard it. I’ve brought Father to see you. I finally knew the truth. Father did not abandon you. It was just someone who separated the two of you.”
“Mom, don’t worry, I will find the person behind your sacrifice, and one day I will tell you who murdered you and separated you from Father. I will find the person who separated our family for more than 20 years.”
“You listen to Dad. You must listen to him carefully. Dad really loves you. He hasn’t forgotten you, let alone abandoned you. He has loved you for more than 20 years.”
Father Fu could kneel down for a long time, and Ye Jian quietly accompanied him.
