Reborn To Love - Chapter 269 Yi Qiansi's Story (3)
Chapter 269 Yi Qiansi’s Story (3) A week later, Yi Qiansi’s dad was buried and only a few people attended the funeral.
The funeral was on a rainy day, almost like the heavens were also mourning the man’s death.
Yi Qiansi and his mom stood at the front in front of the grave, the two of them hiding under a small black umbrella.
Yi Qiansi clenched his fists together as he watched his mom place flowers onto the grave, which were immediately drenched by the rain.
His dad was so young. . . Why did he die?!
Yi Qiansi blinked a few times, his dark eyes dimming slightly. Did his dad die because of him? His dad died because of him. . . Because he was friends with Gu Yechen. . .
After the funeral, his mom went to work and he returned home because there was no school as it was a weekend.
His mom was fired from the supermarket a few days ago for some “unknown” reasons and desperate for a job since she was practically helpless financially without her husband, she was hired as a cleaning lady in a large company building.
Cleaning lady meaning she mainly scrubbed the bathrooms. . .
She changed into her work outfit and pushed the cleaning cart out, starting from the first-floor restroom, also the dirtiest.
In only a month, her head of dark and healthy black hair has turned to now have several strands of white hair. Her healthy and young skin had many wrinkles on it now, and she had nothing to make them disappear either.
Her son. . . was a different person now. In one month, her bright, cheerful, mischievous, son has turned into a hopeless and seemingly emotionless boy. . . And he always carried around something that was definitely not fit for his age. . . Not fit for any age.
There was no light or hope inside his eyes.
She couldn’t help but think sometimes if her son knew more than he was supposed to. They had told him that the Yi Company wasn’t doing well all along and it had to close, but he seemed to know more than just that.
Sometimes, she couldn’t help but feel sad that her son was so smart.
Being intelligent wasn’t always a good thing.
Lin Wan sighed as she pushed open the bathroom door and opened the lights. She then grabbed the towel and toilet scrubber before walking into the first stall.
Her husband was gone now, but she still had to stay strong. She still had her Qiansi. . . Although she was hopeless by now, she couldn’t let her little boy be family and parentless.
She could tell that her Qiansi was already on the verge of falling into hopelessness and away from all light and love. . . She could see it in his eyes. The love and happiness he once had were basically all gone.
However, he would still smile when she was around. . . She couldn’t leave him alone in this dark world. She still had him. . . and he still had her.
*helemon’s note: Ahh I can’t be the only one sobbing right now, right? Or maybe I am just too soft ahh! I can’t help but feel so bad for little Qiansi and his mom! They don’t deserve this! No one deserves this! Okay, let’s continue with the story 🙁
After finishing the first floor’s restroom, Lin Wan quickly went up each floor to finish her work. She had to hurry because Qiansi was still waiting for her at home to eat dinner together.
Three hours later, she was finally finished with all the restrooms. She walked over to the elevators, her chest lifting up and down as she panted for air.
She stretched her back out after bending down for the past three hours, trying to ignore the pain she was feeling in her shoulders, neck, and back.
The pay she was getting from being a cleaning lady was definitely not enough since her husband was dead now and she was the only one providing for her and Qiansi now.
She was thinking about maybe getting a night job in a convenience store as well, and maybe another job in the day.
It would be tiring. . . but she could handle it. She still wanted to provide a good childhood for Qiansi. . . even if it was basically ruined by now.
After being stuck in restroom stalls for several hours, Lin Wan couldn’t help but feel sick. After all, she used to be an upper class woman.
When did she ever have to scrub toilets?
Lin Wan took a look at her watch and after a few seconds, she decided to go up to the roof to get a breath of fresh air.
She kept the cleaning cart next to the elevator and walked over to the stairs, slowly walking up one step at a time.
After a minute, she reached a door and she pushed it open. At once, a gust of wind hit her and she took a deep breath of the fresh air.
The rain had stopped but there was still a very soft drizzle. The air after the rain was extremely crisp and fresh, and it felt very nice to stand up so high above the rest of the world.
She walked out of the stairs and over to the railing of the building, leaning forward and looking down at the cars driving back and forth beneath her.
She stared at the bustling city for a long time, closing her eyes as she listened to the sound of the cars driving and honking at each other, and the wind flying through the air.
She didn’t know how long she stayed there, but the sick feeling in her stomach was gone. She opened her eyes and took a deep breath, leaning forward and looking down again.
For a quick second, she couldn’t help but think of the possibility of falling over and just ending it. . . ending the pain, the sadness, the helplessness, the tiring days that went by one by one way too slowly.
She leaned forward further so almost half of her body was over the railing. She closed her eyes again and leaned forward just a little more before she suddenly opened her eyes again, taking quick breaths.
She shook her head aggressively and leaned back, standing firmly on her two feet.
What was she thinking?!
How could she think so selfishly?!
If she died, then her suffering would end, but what about Qiansi?! What about her baby son? What would he do without a mother or father or anyone to rely on?!
Lin Wan felt her eyes redden and a sour feeling built up inside her nose. She quickly gulped and wiped her eyes. She could not think like that ever again.
She took a deep breath and took another look at her watch. She sighed and turned around to go home, because it was getting late and Yi Qiansi was still waiting for her.
She turned around and looked up, and she immediately jumped back from surprise.
A few feet away from her, there was a man in a completely black suit, staring straight at her. She looked back and saw that the door to the roof was closed.
Lin Wan blinked a few times and thought back. Maybe she was too immersed in her own thoughts, but she did not hear the door open or anyone open it and walk over.
She looked at the man and blinked a few times. He didn’t say anything and she did not know what to say either. She took a step forward and after a few seconds, she decided to ask:
“Are you a worker of this company? Are you working overtime today?” She asked gently.
The man did not reply and continued to stare at her. After several seconds of awkward silence, Lin Wan decided to just ignore the man and leave.
After all, it was getting late and she couldn’t afford to waste any more time here. Her job was finished and she had to go home.
She looked at him one last time before stepping down and beginning to walk over to the door.
However, before she could even walk three steps, the man suddenly placed one hand onto her shoulder.
— One hour later
Yi Qiansi sat on the couch at home with his legs crossed and stomach grumbling.
He frowned slightly, wondering why his mom was still not home yet. She was usually home by now, and she promised to be back by now to eat dinner with him.
He sighed and opened up the old television that didn’t always work.
Luckily, the television worked this time and when it opened, it naturally went to the news channel. Afraid that it would break if she tried changing the channel, Yi Qiansi just stayed on the news channel and began watching the news.
After the news about pandas in Country U was gone, there was a bright red caption on the bottom as the scene changed to a different setting underneath a large building.
‘Wife of Yi Qinyu, Chairman of Yi Company, commits suicide by jumping off a building.’