Chapter 715: Asking for Forgiveness
He Yusen, like George Sheng, is an old man in the family. He's mother is seventy years old this year. Her husband died of illness many years ago. He Yusen and his wife have been divorced for almost two years. She is the only one living in Hong Kong. Tong When Hao went to pick her up, he knelt in front of her and told her, "I'm sorry, Auntie, something happened to Asen in Night City."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Tong Hao's arm and asked her son what happened. In fact, she already knew in her heart that if it wasn't such a big deal, why would Tong Hao kneel down and speak?
But people are like this sometimes, they like to deceive themselves and others, and they like to pretend to be confused, until they hear from Tong Hao with their own ears: "Asen is dead."
The old man clasped Tong Hao's arm, raised his head, and opened his mouth. He looked clearly grief-stricken, but he couldn't make any sound. The scene gave people goosebumps.
Except for the overwhelming pain at the beginning, when Tong Hao took He's mother back to Night City, she was surprisingly calm, so calm that it was scary. Tong Hao couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Auntie, if you are sad, just cry out."
The old man didn't look at Tong Hao, but stared at a certain place with his eyes. He shook his head slightly and said in a low voice after a while: "I won't cry. Asen is very filial and he never lets me shed tears."
This sentence pierced Tong Hao's heart. He quickly looked away, but despite this, the redness in his eyes was still very obvious.
He grew up eating hundreds of meals. An old neighbor told him that his father was shot to death in front of his home. He was less than three years old at that time. His mother did not let him see her for the last time. Later, his father's Enemies always came to bother him again and again. After his mother left him 352 yuan, he left him alone and ran away.
In Tong Hao's childhood, he was labeled as a father who was a bad person and a mother who abandoned her husband and son. The children scolded him in the streets. He beat each one when he saw them, until they dared not say anything anymore. The parents of those children pointed sticks at his heads and said that if they dared to bully their children again, they would beat him to death.
Tong Hao refused to accept it and picked up whatever was around him. When he was less than half a man tall, he dared to throw half a brick at the head of a man in his thirties or forties. He was beaten countless times, overtly and covertly, until he grew up. He is so old that no adult dares to bully him.
Many times he lay in an empty house with injuries all over his body, high fever, and infections. When he was extremely sad, he would also wonder, if his mother was still around, would she feel sorry for him?
But such thoughts would not last more than five seconds at a time. He felt that it was ridiculous for him to have such thoughts. If it hurt him, he would not have left him in the first place.
Tong Hao has never experienced maternal love, but he can't bear to see the pain of a mother losing her son, and a white-haired person sending a black-haired person away.
When the plane landed in Night City, someone came to pick them up. They didn't go to a cold morgue, but to a residence. Tong Hao helped He's mother open the door. It was very spacious inside. There was an ice coffin plugged in with electricity in the middle of the living room. There was no extra person in the room, except for George Sheng who was sitting in a wheelchair.
Mother He only had eyes for the coffin, and she immediately quickened her pace and ran in front of the coffin. Tong Hao was afraid that she would fall, so he supported her all the way. The old man lay beside the coffin and looked inside. He saw a very familiar face. He Yusen before coming to Night City , even went to her place specially and had a meal with her before leaving. It had only been a few dozen hours, why was the person gone?
The grief that had not been cried out before was finally released at this moment. The old man's legs went weak and he almost lost his balance, all thanks to Tong Hao's hand.
George Sheng also just had leg surgery. For a normal person, it would be painful to lie on the bed, but he has been running around in a wheelchair. Now he took a step with his right foot and supported it with both arms. He leaned on his sides and tried to get up.
Tong Hao caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but frown. He wanted to go over and help him, but he was still holding He Mu in his hand. If he let go, He Mu would definitely fall to the ground.
George Sheng stood up from the wheelchair without anyone's support. In just a few seconds, his face turned completely white, and the blood in the white areas was even more conspicuous. It was a double torture of body and soul, which made him unable to close his eyes. Rest your eyes, even for a second.
Not daring to use his left leg at all, he limped to Mother He's side. Cold sweat broke out on his face after walking a few meters away.
Holding the side of the coffin with one hand, George Sheng slowly bent his knees, first his right leg, then his left leg. When his left leg was bent and stressed, the masseter muscles on both sides of his face were clearly exposed, and his eyes became redder.
He's mother was lying next to the coffin and couldn't get up. George Sheng knelt beside her, with a white face and red eyes, and said word by word: "Auntie, it's my fault. I didn't protect Asen well. I know what to say now." Everything is superfluous. From today on, I will regard Xiaojie as my biological son and you as my mother. I will never be able to repay what I owe Asen in this life. I only hope that you can give me a chance to compensate."
George Sheng was wearing black trousers, but soon the injured part of his left leg slowly became wet, which was the blood oozing from the wound.
Tong Hao frowned, "Brother Sheng..."
He wanted to help George Sheng up, but George Sheng remained motionless. He was kneeling there with his back straight. If his face wasn't so frighteningly white, no one would have imagined that he had just taken out a bullet.
He's mother reached out and touched He Yusen's cold face. Hot tears fell, but they could not warm her son's body.
George Sheng knelt on the ground for more than ten minutes, half of his pants stained with blood. Tong Hao wanted to say something many times, but when the words reached his mouth, he choked.
He could understand Mother He's grief, but he couldn't just watch George Sheng kneel and bleed dry. He thought of Yuanbao for a moment. What would he do if Yuanbao was there?
A few seconds later, Tong Hao also knelt beside He's mother.
"Aunt, I'm sorry. Ah Sen doesn't want to see you so sad. Brother Sheng will definitely seek justice for Ah Sen and won't let the person who killed him have a good end."
Hearing this, Mother He finally turned around slowly. She looked at George Sheng and raised her hand to help him. George Sheng couldn't get up at all. When Tong Hao saw this, he immediately got up and supported George Sheng.
George Sheng's left leg had been cold for a long time, and he didn't feel much. His hand was held tightly by He's mother. She raised her eyes and looked at him and said: "Zhi Sheng, I know that I don't blame you for Asen's death. I only have one wish, called The person who killed Asen will be buried with him. I don’t want Asen to walk alone on the road to hell."
George Sheng said: "I promise you."
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Later, when Tong Hao sent George Sheng back to the hospital, he was already a little confused. With his eyes closed, he said in a cold voice: "Get rid of Sifangtang."
Tong Hao was driving. When he heard this, he glanced at the rearview mirror and said slowly: "Today? It hasn't been three days. The boss of Sifangtang has been contacting me and wants to meet you to talk about this incident." The son has nothing to do with him, do you want to wait another day?"
George Sheng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he struggled to respond, "Asen can't wait, Asen's mother can't wait... and I can't wait either."