Trafford's Trading Club-Novel

Volume 9 – Chapter 71: Fleeing Smoke In Front of Memorial Tablet

If it was such an incident, it must have been reported in the news, whether on TV or in the newspaper.

The memorial tablet had a defined time of death, making it easier for Dazhe to look up.

Oxygen-inhaling Sheep Internet Cafe. Dazhe was sitting in a single seat of this internet cafe, searching for the information he wanted.

“Sir, the green tea you ordered.”

The waiter is a young girl. After sending a bottle of green tea, she quietly looked at the man with the scarf. She felt that he was completely different from the young people who came here to play games.

“Is there anything else?” Dazhe found that the waiter hadn’t left yet, and couldn’t help asking curiously.

“No...no.” The waiter girl could only shake her head and left.

Hmph, you can’t resist a young but mature and charismatic young man.

Dazhe baffled, looked at the young girl even after she left. She still hid in the distance and occasionally peeked at him. Did she discover my identity as the Black Soul Messenger?

But it shouldn’t be, right? At least I’ve heard from Number 18 only humans with supernatural power could see Black Soul Messenger’s singularity. The waiter of this Internet cafe is just an ordinary girl.

Maybe it is an illusion?

Dazhe shook his head and began to browse the information he was looking for. Retrieved from... Father Suffered Car Accident, Child Suffocated.

It happened three years ago. Dazhe opened the web pages one by one. He was utilizing all the information recorded on the web pages here, trying to restore the accident three years ago in his mind as much as possible.

“On Friday night three years ago, a man surnamed Zhu took his three-year-old son on his way home from his old parents’ house after eating...”

...

“En, I’m on the way... Jihua Road. Little Xing? He didn’t fall asleep yet. I just fell asleep after eating, so I went home so late. There are no traffic jams. How would there be many cars in the middle of the night? The street is empty. Little Xing? Stay put at the back... Aiya, Little Xing, stop pulling my hair. Alright, I’m going to end the call. I will be home soon.”

Child’s triumphant prank cheers.

But as a father, he would not be angry at all because of this little prank. Regardless of him as the husband or her as the wife, they would be fine as long as the child could keep a smile on his face.

As long as the child could have hope for life, as long as the child had not realized the difficulties in this society and life... as long as the child had not realized that he was so different from others.

“Dad, when will I learn to walk?”

“En, as long as Little Xing practices every day, it will be quite soon. But if you are lazy, it will take quite long.”

This child was born unable to walk. He was a physically challenged child. But even so, he and his wife never gave up on him.

After all, the married couple believed that no matter what kind of life, perfect, or with defects. When this little life was born in this world, it was already a great miracle.

A child’s defects would only encourage the parents to put more care on their child.

“It will take a long time.”

The child lowered his head.

“When you can walk, Dad will take you to fly a kite and go fishing at the beach. Okay?”

Little Xing quickly raised his head and threw a tantrum, “I want to eat pudding!”

“You forgot that you shouldn’t eat supper? It’s not good for your health!”

“I want to eat...” Little Xing nibbled his finger and said, “Daddy, can you buy it for me?”

“Well, you can’t tell your mother after you go back.” He turned around and parked the car in a parking space on the roadside, next to a convenience store, “Alright, pinky promise.”

The father pulled up the child’s little finger and then closed the car door. Children who could not walk around could only stay in the car.

It didn’t take much time to buy a pudding, and he quickly walked out of the convenience store.

The father was waiting for the traffic light. He saw his car across the road. In fact, he bought two puddings, so he could secretly enjoy them with his son later.

Father and son secretly enjoyed food together without telling the mother. It was also quite a precious memory – a childhood memory between father and son. In the future, it would be joyful to reminisce about it together.

After the light turned green, he took a step. Something was stinging his eyes.

It was a glaring light. A red sports car, now roaring like a galloping beast.

Boom-!

Little Xing...

...

“Manager?”

In the morning, at the regular morning meeting of the advertising company, Tboy called out Zhu Maolin, somewhat surprised. In front of the projection in the conference room, the colleague, who prepared the report, also looked nervously at the department manager who had been overworking himself.

Everyone noticed that Manager Zhu had his hands caressing his chin at this moment. His silent expression made him appear scary. Everyone was a little uneasy, wondering if the manager was dissatisfied with the report.

Although Zhu Maolin was unlikely to scold someone directly, the manager’s question could make one question their life.

“What?” Zhu Maolin was startled at this time, looking at Tboy in confusion, “What did you say? Sorry, something popped in my mind, and I didn’t pay attention.”

Manager Zhu Maolin was distracted during the meeting and apologized to everyone. This was a rare thing! For those who had only been employed for more than a year, it was a miracle to them!

“Oh... it’s nothing. It’s Little Zhang’s report.” Tboy was the senior under Zhu Maolin’s lead for many years. He could only push himself to say something at this moment.

“En, alright, I will re-read this report later. I know who to find if there’s any problem.” Zhu Maolin nodded, then stood up, “Sorry, I didn’t rest well last night. Today’s morning meeting will end here. Amy, can you help me fill in a leave request form later on? I need to take a leave today.”

After speaking, Zhu Maolin picked up what was in his hand and left the meeting room directly.

In the meeting room, everyone looked at each other as if they were looking at monsters; they began to whisper. Isn’t the manager too odd today?

“Couldn’t it be a precursor to a storm?”

“It shouldn’t be, right? I think maybe he needs a rest. Didn’t you realize that the manager’s eyes are blood-shot today?”

“Isn’t he always lacking sleep? This workaholic. He has no sex life!”

“Stop talking. The manager hasn’t gone out yet! Let’s all go back to our work.”

...

“Later on, the father was sent to the hospital. He quickly came to his senses and was in no danger to his life. However, the child suffocated unexpectedly in the car. The driver who caused the accident was arrested, but he could not make up for the tragedy. Cherish your life and stay away from drunk driving. Don’t create a family tragedy because of the momentary excitement you are seeking. With so many tragedies happening around you and me every day, can’t it be a wake-up call for the society? – Writer, Ren Ziling.”

Ren Ziling?

After Dazhe read this report, he was stunned. Have I heard this name before? But, he was just curious, and soon he reinvested his thoughts on Zhu Maolin.

This was where the problem lay between the husband and wife. Dazhe nodded, then raised his hand, “Trouble, check out!”

...

The car stopped at the entrance of the cemetery. Zhu Maolin hesitated for a moment. In the end, he stepped into the cemetery entrance and came to the mourning hall.

Unexpectedly, he saw a familiar back here, just standing in front of the memorial tablet that he didn’t want to face.

Maybe a long time had passed.

She was here too...

Sure enough, it was because of what happened last night, and she came too.

They both remembered it again.

When she turned around, she saw Zhu Maolin, who was already standing behind her. At the moment when their gazes met, Hou Chen Yuhan’s body trembled slightly, and then the eyes of the two quickly averted from each other.

Zhu Maolin just nodded, walked past his wife, and added an incense stick in front of the tablet.

Hou Chen Yuhan suddenly whispered, “Little Xing should be pleased that you come.”

This was his second time coming here, even if he knew there was this place.

Zhu Maolin, who was lighting the incense with a lighter, was stunned for a moment. He didn’t realize until the flame burned, and it hurt his fingers. He subconsciously glanced at the photo on the memorial tablet. He could find a child’s most perfect and happy smiling face in the black and white photo.

Zhu Maolin hurriedly inserted the incense stick into the incense burner.