“Eldest Young Master… Eldest Young Master! The Young Master, he…”

Perhaps the car had been stationary for too long. The butler quickly noticed something was wrong and trotted over anxiously.

He rushed to the side of the sports car and, at first glance, noticed the breathless, slender young man in the Eldest Young Master’s arms. He instantly froze on the spot.

Li Yunhui’s spirit was brought back a little by the butler’s call.

He stiffly moved his fingers, looked up at the person who had come, and said hoarsely, “Let’s go. Take Shuyun back to the hospital first.”

He reluctantly let go of his brother, placed him back in the passenger seat, and positioned him upright. Then he opened the car door and got out.

When his feet touched the ground, he suddenly felt a strong wave of dizziness. His steps were weak and unsteady. He staggered back two steps, and his back hit the car door.

The butler was alarmed. “Eldest Young Master!”

Li Yunhui stopped him from approaching, said “I’m fine,” then steadied himself by holding onto the car door. He staggered to the side of the passenger seat and gently carried his brother out horizontally.

They say people become lighter after death.

At this moment, Li Yunhui felt as if he were holding a light, floating feather. The weight was almost non-existent, just like the ground beneath his feet, both so soft and illusory.

He brought his brother back into the car, and they quickly returned to the hospital together.

Li Shuyun’s attending physician had already been notified.

As soon as they returned, the attending physician took over Li Shuyun to perform the series of post-mortem procedures and helped his boss contact the funeral home.

The attending physician came to Li Yunhui’s side and said with concern, “Mr. Li, the people from the funeral home will be here in about half an hour. You’re in a very bad state right now. Would you like to rest in a room first?”

Li Yunhui sat motionless, his gaze fixed on the white cloth on the hospital bed.

The white cloth covered most of his brother’s body, leaving only his head outside, looking no different from being asleep.

He remembered that after a person dies, their body slowly becomes stiff. Shuyun… would he too?

He didn’t know. He didn’t want to think about it. He couldn’t imagine his soft brother becoming stiff.

Li Yunhui was lost in a daze for a moment, and only came back to his senses after the attending physician called out worriedly a few more times, “Mr. Li?”

He opened his mouth and responded hoarsely, “No need.”

The butler had been by his side all along.

Seeing this, he sighed lightly, sat down beside Li Yunhui, and said, “Eldest Young Master, my condolences. The Young Master was kind and intelligent. He will surely go to heaven.”

Li Yunhui lowered his eyes and responded in a low voice, “Oh.”

The butler added, “The traces and memories the Young Master left in this world are all connected to you. You must take care of yourself so that you can live longer in this world with the proof of the Young Master’s existence.”

Li Yunhui was silent. His gaze was motionless, and it was unclear if he had heard these words at all.

The butler sighed, knowing that his comfort just now had not been effective at all.

He had followed the elder Mr. Li for many years and had long been accustomed to life and death. He was saddened by the Young Master’s departure, but not to the point of losing his composure.

But the Eldest Young Master… this should be the first time he had personally witnessed the departure of a loved one, right?

The butler said slowly, “Eldest Young Master, you should inform Mr. Li of this matter first. Mr. Li is the Young Master’s father. He should be the first to know.”

These words moved Li Yunhui slightly.

Li Yunhui’s eyeballs turned stiffly and landed on him. After a long silence, he replied, “Okay.”

His voice was still hoarse from heavy crying, and his words lacked all of his usual sharpness and vitality. Even his eyes were sore and red.

So much so that when the video call connected and Li Zhengshen saw his appearance, his first reaction was to frown and ask in a deep voice, “Did you get into a fight?”

Normally, Li Yunhui might have retorted with a few words to Li Zhengshen.

But today, he was in no mood, and had no strength.

He said hoarsely and directly, “Shuyun… is gone.”

The man on the other side of the video was stunned, his hand stopping in the middle of lighting a cigarette. “…Gone? Today?”

He hesitantly opened his mouth, but then hesitated again and fell silent.

Li Yunhui took his silence as grief and barely managed to muster the strength to say one more sentence, “Shuyun left with a smile. Don’t be too sad.”

Li Zhengshen: “…Mm.”

Li Zhengshen was silent for a long while.

He lit the cigarette, threw the lighter aside, and took a rare deep drag.

Grayish-white smoke slowly billowed out. Li Zhengshen asked in a deep and slow voice, “When is the cremation?”

Li Yunhui hadn’t had time to think about this question yet.

He tried hard to think for a moment and said, “Let’s wait three to five days. I want to spend more time with Shuyun.”

Li Zhengshen shook his head. “That’s too long. Do you want to watch his body rot?”

He paused and said, “After he is sent to the funeral home today, let him go after a one-night wake. We have a saying here that if the deceased’s body is kept in the mortal world for too long, it will affect the integrity of his soul, and thus affect his happiness in the next life.”

Li Yunhui had never believed in ghosts or gods.

But as he looked at his beloved brother on the bed, whose chest no longer rose and fell, for the first time, he hoped that the afterlife depicted in legends could truly exist.

If letting Shuyun be laid to rest earlier could be exchanged for his health and happiness in the next life…

A sour feeling surged in his heart again.

Li Yunhui closed his eyes tightly. He didn’t want to appear too distraught in front of Li Zhengshen.

He said in a low and concise voice, “Okay, I will.”

“I’ll let you know when I’ve scheduled the time. What will you do then?”

Li Yunhui held a faint hope that Li Zhengshen would at least come back to attend his brother’s funeral.

But as he expected, Li Zhengshen had no such intention.

Li Zhengshen said, “I will clear my schedule completely. Just set up a video call then, and let me participate throughout.”

Attending a funeral via video call?

…So typical of Li Zhengshen.

Li Yunhui let out a habitual sarcastic laugh but didn’t say much more.

He said irritably, “Then you arrange it yourself. You over there… be careful.”

At least don’t make him have to rush to the next funeral after attending one.

Li Yunhui didn’t say anything more to Li Zhengshen.

Coincidentally, the funeral home’s car arrived at the hospital at this time. He hung up the video call and followed the funeral home staff into the car without leaving their side.

He took his brother to the funeral home, placed him in the wake room, scheduled the cremation and body farewell ceremony for the next day, and then personally selected relatives and friends to notify…

Li Yunhui was unwilling to delegate these matters to others.

He thought, this might be the last time he could do something for his brother with his own hands.

His brother hadn’t been back in the country for long, and his school days were even shorter.

But in such a short time, the number of friends his brother had made was enough to fill the entire hall of the body farewell ceremony.

Shuyun… Shuyun…

What a lovable angel.

To be taken back to heaven just like that!

Li Yunhui tried hard not to let his emotions break down in front of outsiders.

He maintained his emotional tension, tried to preside over the normal ceremony, and only when he personally sent his brother to the outside of the crematorium did tears fall down his face again, dripping onto his brother’s cheek.

His brother had very exquisite makeup on today, looking no different from when he was alive.

But this brother was now about to be burned.

His brother… would soon disappear completely from this world.

Li Yunhui didn’t let go, so the funeral home staff couldn’t send the deceased into the cremation chamber.

The butler couldn’t bear to watch, placed his hand on the Eldest Young Master’s shoulder, sighed softly, and said, “Eldest Young Master, let the Young Master return to heaven.”

Li Yunhui’s ten fingers pressed tightly on the coffin.

They tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, as if struggling with something. After repeating this several times, he finally slowly released his ten fingers and reluctantly moved his hand away from the coffin.

He said hoarsely, “Okay. Let Shuyun go.”

Li Yunhui watched with his own eyes as the funeral home staff pushed his brother’s body into the cremation chamber.

The door of the cremation chamber slowly closed.

It blocked all sight, blocked all sound.

And it completely separated him from his brother.

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When Li Yunhui took his brother’s urn and was about to leave the funeral home with heavy steps, he suddenly saw a familiar figure still sitting in the funeral home’s hall, not having left.

He hadn’t invited too many of his own friends to the farewell ceremony.

Those invited were basically his brother’s friends.

And naturally, that couldn’t exclude the person who, besides him and the butler, had most frequently visited his brother’s ward—Cheng Huanzhen.

Li Yunhui, holding the urn, paused slightly beside Cheng Huanzhen and asked, “Are you waiting for me?”

Cheng Huanzhen looked up and said, “No, I’m not waiting for you.”

Li Yunhui asked in a hoarse voice, “Then who are you waiting for?”

Cheng Huanzhen was silent for a moment, his gaze falling on the urn in his arms. He realized that given Li Yunhui’s current mood, he probably wouldn’t want to hear his purpose. So he said euphemistically, “It’s nothing. You should take Shuyun back first. My condolences. I’m here… for some private matters.”

Li Yunhui’s mood was terrible, but his mind was still sharp.

How could he not see the hidden meaning in Cheng Huanzhen’s words—no one in their Cheng family had passed away recently. For Cheng Huanzhen to still be waiting here, it was 99% for their previous investigation!

At this moment, Li Yunhui suddenly understood Qi Xiuyi’s thoughts when he had repeatedly refused him.

Back then, when he tried to express his suspicions to Qi Xiuyi to gain his intelligence support, Qi Xiuyi had almost physically thrown him out of the house.

And now?

Even though his relationship with Cheng Huanzhen had improved over the past few months, at this moment, Li Yunhui also almost wanted to call the bodyguards and directly throw Cheng Huanzhen out of the funeral home!

His lips tightened into a thin line, and he hissed in a low voice, “I told you, don’t suspect my brother in this matter anymore. He can’t possibly have anything to do with what you’re investigating!”

Cheng Huanzhen sighed. He stood up and said seriously, “I can go sit by the door.”

Li Yunhui’s mood was already bad. Seeing that Cheng Huanzhen wouldn’t give up, he immediately flared up.

He took a big step forward. “You…!”

The butler, quick-witted, held Li Yunhui down, frowned, and chided him in a low voice, “Eldest Young Master, the Young Master is still here!”

Li Yunhui froze on the spot, his ten fingers tightly clutching the urn.

He pressed his lips together tightly, was silent for a long while, and finally let out a low snort.

Li Yunhui glared at him. “You can investigate however you want, but you are absolutely not allowed to disturb Shuyun’s peaceful rest!”

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At the same time.

In the break room of the cremator on duty at the funeral home.

Lin Chen lay on the bed as if life had lost all meaning.

The system was at its wit’s end. “Host… Host, you have to believe me. My energy is definitely enough to support your body’s complete recovery to health! It just, it just might take some time…”

Lin Chen sneered. “Take some time? 24 hours, or 240 hours, or 2400 hours?”

“Stop repairing those useless details. Hurry up and grow back the internal organs that were cut out of me during the surgery!”