The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 819 We Have Another Relationship

Shen Qing stood with her mother in front of the tombstone for a long time until her mother's emotions gradually calmed down.

She supported her mother and walked away slowly and heavily, step by step. Behind her, the small tombstone stood there quietly, silently carrying the endless grief and remembrance of the living for the deceased.

A month is not enough to heal the pain. It only allows the sharp pain to settle and become a dull aching scar in the heart. On days like this, it is easily touched and then bleeds again.

On the way home, my mother remained silent, only occasionally staring blankly at the scenery passing by outside the car window.

Shen Qing knew that her aunt's passing had left a huge hole in her mother's heart, a hole that would take a very long time to fill with time and longing, but would never truly disappear. All she could do was stay by her mother's side and help her through this difficult time.

The cemetery gradually faded away, and the hustle and bustle of the city got closer, but Shen Qing's heart seemed to still linger among the silent and sad pines and cypresses, and in the warm figure that was forever frozen a month ago.

After a while.

Shen Qing said, "Mom, I plan to go to the detention center to see Qin Feng this afternoon."

Wang Yaju looked at Shen Qing, "Why?"

"He probably doesn't know the date my aunt passed away, let alone the sudden change in our relationship. I plan to tell him these things. He has the right to know."

Wang Yaju nodded, "Okay!"

……

Shen Qing sent Wang Yaju home.

So I drove to the detention center in Kyoto.

The air in the visiting room always carried a suffocating smell of disinfectant and cheap tobacco. Shen Qing sat on the hard plastic chair, her fingertips cold as she clutched the corner of her clothes, her eyes drifting involuntarily to the heavy metal door across from her.

The door opened with a "crash" and Qin Feng, wearing a prison uniform, with a shaved head, a pale face, and a look of numbness and vigilance in his eyes, was brought in by the prison guard.

He saw Shen Qing through the plexiglass and was stunned for a moment. Then he gave a slightly sarcastic smile, as if asking, "Why are you here?"

Shen Qing's heart felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, and the pain was so severe that she could hardly breathe.

The Qin Feng before him was no longer the high-spirited, smiling young man he remembered. The years and life behind bars had left a deep mark of fatigue and alienation in him.

"Shen Qing?" Qin Feng picked up the intercom. His voice came through the line with an unreal distortion and a barely perceptible hoarseness. "Why are you here?"

Shen Qing looked at him, her lips moving. A thousand words were stuck in her throat, but she couldn't utter a single word. She had prepared many questions, wanting to ask him why he had come to this point, wanting to tell him about the changes outside, but at this moment, all her words were crushed by the unbearable weight of the news.

She took a deep breath, as if using up all her strength, to keep her voice from trembling too much. Her eyes fell on Qin Feng's face, trying to find a trace of the past, but she only saw confusion and alienation.

"Qin Feng," she said in a low voice, "I...I want to tell you something."

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, looking a little impatient and wary: "What's the matter?"

Shen Qing's eyes instantly turned red. She lowered her eyelids, her long lashes casting a shadow over her eyes, masking the turbulent emotions within. When she raised her eyes again, tears were already welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"It's about...your mother." She uttered the words with difficulty.

The expression on Qin Feng's face froze instantly. The numb shell seemed to be shattered by these words. He leaned forward slightly and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with my mother? Is her illness getting worse?"

Shen Qing looked at his anxious expression, her heart aching. She knew that if she said this, he would be completely devastated. But she couldn't help but say it.

"Your mother left a month ago."

Qin Feng was stunned. Although he knew that his mother was seriously ill, he still couldn't accept the news of her passing!

The color drained from his face instantly, leaving him paler than his prison uniform. He stared blankly at Shen Qing, his eyes hollow, as if they had lost all focus. Those eyes, which had just been filled with anxiety and brightness, were instantly swallowed by endless darkness and despair.

"She actually left a month ago." His voice became lower and lower, finally turning into a suppressed whimper like a wounded beast. He suddenly lowered his head and grasped the intercom tightly with both hands. His knuckles turned white due to the force and even trembled slightly.

He bit his lips hard, as if trying to swallow all the pain back into his stomach, but uncontrollable sobs still escaped from his throat, intermittent and heart-wrenching.

The only sounds in the visiting room were Qin Feng's suppressed sobs and Shen Qing's silent tears. The guards watched expressionlessly from the side. They were probably already accustomed to such scenes.

Qin Feng cried for a long time, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances, regrets, and longing for his mother over the years. Until finally, he raised his head, his eyes swollen like walnuts, full of bloodshot, and looked at Shen Qing with empty and desperate eyes, his voice hoarse, "Thank you for coming to tell me this today."

Shen Qing twitched the corner of her mouth.

"I have one more thing to tell you." Shen Qing said.

"what's up?"

"We have another relationship."

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment and looked at Shen Qing, "What do you mean?"

"Your mother and my mother are sisters who have been separated for many years."

"What?" Qin Feng looked at Shen Qing in surprise, unable to believe it.

"You heard right. I only found out the day before your mother passed away. So it's a good thing we weren't together back then."

"So you should be my sister?"

"That's right. Your mother is my aunt. I've already taken care of her funeral affairs, so you don't have to worry. If you have anything to say when you get out, just go to the cemetery and talk!"

Qin Feng was silent for a moment.

At this time, the police came over and sensed that Qin Feng's visiting time was up, so they were about to take him away.

Qin Feng stood up and said at the last moment before hanging up the phone, "Shen Qing, thank you. You are a good person."

Shen Qing felt mixed emotions watching his leaving. She didn't understand why God had arranged it this way.