Sister Yi never expected that just going downstairs to buy a woven bag would lead to an accident. The door to the hospital room was wide open. As Sister Yi approached the doorway, she saw Lin Yixun lying unconscious on the floor. Seeing this, her heart tightened, she quickly stepped forward, lifted Lin Yixun from the ground, and immediately pressed the call button on the bedside of the hospital bed. When Leng Yixiu received the call from Sister Yi, he rushed over immediately. Lin Yixun was still unconscious, and Cen Lin was examining her. The man looked at Cen Lin, who was wearing a white coat, and asked in a low voice, "How is she? Why did she suddenly faint?" Leng Yixiu thought the reason Lin Yixun passed out was because she caught a cold. He regretted it a bit, thinking he shouldn’t have let her stand at Lin’s mother’s grave for so long. She hadn’t fully recovered from her cold initially, and with the strong wind on the mountaintop, standing there all day could only worsen her condition. Unexpectedly, Cen Lin took off the stethoscope and asked with a solemn face, "Did she get agitated by something just now?" "Agitated?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling somewhat surprised, a bad premonition rising in his heart. Turning around, he asked Sister Yi, "Sister Yi, did Lin Yixun see anyone else just now? Or did she see or hear something she shouldn’t have?" "No, sir. I was with Miss Lin the whole time, except..." "Miss Lin found one woven bag missing when she was sorting out her mother’s clothes just now, so I went downstairs to buy one. When I came back, I found the door to the hospital room wide open. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but looking back now, maybe someone came into the room during that gap..." Hearing this, Leng Yixiu immediately said to Old He behind him, "Go pull up the surveillance footage of this floor." Before long, Old He returned from the surveillance room to the hospital room, his face looking a bit unnatural. He came to Leng Yixiu’s side and said in a low voice, "Sir, Miss Cheng was just here." Upon hearing this, the man’s face suddenly darkened. He followed Old He to the control room and indeed saw Cheng Ying entering Lin’s mother’s hospital room and leaving a quarter of an hour later. There was no surveillance inside the room, but it wasn’t hard to guess that Cheng Ying must have said something to agitate Lin Yixun, or she wouldn’t have fainted. So, what on earth did Cheng Ying say to Lin Yixun in the room? The man felt a sense of unease in his heart. Lin’s mother’s death had already hit Lin Yixun hard, and she was now on the brink of collapse. If... if something else were to go wrong at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable. As Leng Yixiu was leaving the control room, his phone suddenly vibrated. The call was from Sister Yi, saying that Lin Yixun had woken up. Orıginal content can be found at novel•fire.net "Okay, I’ll be right there." Leng Yixiu thought he was facing another severe test, but unexpectedly, Lin Yixun was exceptionally calm when she woke up, so calm that it was almost unbelievable. However, just as the man was about to let out a sigh of relief, Lin Yixun suddenly asked, "Leng Yixiu, where is my father?" The man’s heart suddenly skipped a beat; his premonition was correct; Lin Yixun indeed knew. Seeing that Leng Yixiu was slow to respond, Lin Yixun stared at the ceiling and said softly, "Leng Yixiu, I know everything now, you don’t need to hide it from me anymore." The man gave her a deep look and finally told her, "Your father is at the funeral home now." "The funeral home?" Lin Yixun stiffly curled her lips, showing no emotion, and said in a low voice, "I want to see him, is that okay?" The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "He is your father, of course, you can see him if you want." From the hospital to the funeral home, and then to the sight of her father’s corpse, Lin Yixun did not react as hysterically as she did when her mother died. She just stared at her father’s body without blinking, with no expression on her face. How long had it been since she last saw her father? Lin Yixun thought carefully. The last time she saw him was probably half a year ago, when her mother had strongly insisted on the meeting. The incident five years ago had plunged her into deep guilt and self-blame, making her unable to face him. She also feared facing him, fearing that her father would resent and blame her! If it weren’t for her obsession with Leng Yixiu, she wouldn’t have brought trouble home, and her father wouldn’t have been caught and ended up in prison. Her father had been righteous and clean throughout his official career, but for her, he had violated his principles and engaged in malpractice. Because of her, he betrayed the people and the party and did something he was ashamed of for the rest of his life. All the suffering he endured over the years was caused by her. So, all these years, no matter how much she missed him or wanted to see him, she suppressed it. But at the moment when she saw her father’s body, Lin Yixun realized how foolish and selfish she had been. Her father loved her so much, how could he hate her because of that incident? For her, he was willing to give everything, so how could he resent her? Probably, all these years, every year, every day, he had hoped that she would visit him, even just to look at each other through a glass, without saying or doing anything else. But she understood it too late. She would never again see her father’s gentle smile, never again feel her father’s doting caress. Lin Yixun only felt a sharp pain in her eyes, but found they were dry, with no tears falling. Lin’s father’s funeral was held three days later, and all the arrangements were made by Lin Yixun. She buried Lin’s father and Lin’s mother together; they had deeply loved each other, never strayed during prosperous times, nor gave up on each other during tough times. In Lin Yixun’s heart, their love was the deepest and greatest. But she could never gain a love as unchanging as theirs. Lin’s father’s funeral was simple and quiet, which reminded Lin Yixun of the scene six years ago. At that time, her father held an important position, and many people tried to ingratiate themselves with the Lin Family. But now, none of those people came to see her father off at his last journey. Lin Yixun smiled bitterly. This society is just that realistic, always bowing to the high and stepping on the low. But what does it matter? No matter how glorious one is in life, in the end, it’s just a handful of yellow earth. Lin Yixun bent down, reached out her hand, and gently caressed the photo of Lin’s father on the tombstone. The photo she downloaded from the space was taken six years ago. At that time, he was so high-spirited, yet when she saw him at the funeral home, he had aged so much. All of this was caused by her, the unfilial daughter. Lin Yixun squatted down, pressed her face against the cold tombstone, and said softly, "Dad, you and mom wait for me down there. In a few days, I’ll come down to accompany you, okay?"