When she got home, Su Jinning quickly grabbed a milk candy to suppress the urge to vomit.
Shen Moyu poured Su Jinning a glass of water. The two had just sat down when Su Yi's voice rang out above them: "Hey? Why are you back so early?"
The two turned around at the sound of the voice, and Shen Moyu stood up nervously: "Hello, Uncle."
Upon seeing Shen Moyu, Su Yi couldn't help but tease, "Shen Moyu, right? I'll remember this one!"
Shen Moyu politely returned a smile: "Yes, Uncle."
"But why are you back so early?"
Su Jinning leaned back on the sofa, still feeling nauseous, and kept her eyes closed without saying a word.
Shen Moyu had no choice but to explain, "He caught a cold a couple of days ago and vomited for a long time during lunch, so he asked for leave in advance."
Hearing this, Su Yi's kind face was filled with worry. He quickly sat down and touched Su Jinning's forehead, asking, "Son, are you feeling better now? Do you still feel nauseous?"
Su Jinning looked at her father beside her and replied dejectedly, "There's nothing left in my stomach to throw up."
Hearing him say that, Su Yi couldn't help but feel sorry for him, but she really didn't know what she could do to help, so she took the fruit from the table and asked, "Are you hungry after throwing up? Want some fruit?"
Su Jinning reached out and pushed it away, shaking her head sincerely: "I really can't eat."
Su Yi scratched his head, completely unsure what to do when his child was sick. He reached into his pocket, pulled out another five hundred yuan, and handed it over: "How about you buy something to eat or something?"
Su Jinning: "..."
He turned his head away, too lazy to bother with it; in fact, he was used to it. For so many years, no matter what he did, as long as he asked him for something, if he couldn't help, he would just throw money at him.
Shen Moyu watched awkwardly from the side. He had no choice but to take the liberty of speaking up: "Um, Uncle, Su Jinning lost his exam admission ticket and needs to get a replacement. Could you perhaps help me find his ID card or something?"
Su Yi paused for a moment before standing up and nodding: "Oh, okay."
Just as he was about to follow her upstairs, Su Yi's phone rang. He took out his phone, glanced at the contact name, and after listening for less than a minute, he shouted, "I already said there was a problem with that batch of goods! What's the point of you calling me to confirm?"
Shen Moyu was quite frightened. Watching Su Yi turn and walk out of the living room, she was dumbfounded.
"Sigh." Su Jinning sighed, swaying as she stood up from the sofa. Watching Su Yi's retreating figure, she said helplessly, "Never mind, I'll go look for him."
The two arrived at the study, where Su Jinning began a thorough search.
After searching for a while, Su Jinning stood up, puzzled. "Wait a minute, I remember it being here."
Shen Moyu, standing to the side, couldn't very well start searching, so she looked around for help and noticed Su Yi's desk drawer: "Why don't you check your uncle's drawer? Maybe it's in there."
Su Jinning then remembered and got up to look for it.
There were too many documents in the drawer, mostly file folders. Su Jinning rummaged through them for a while and suddenly saw a yellowed notice.
He opened it out of curiosity.
At the same time, Su Yi caught up: "How is it? Did you find it?"
Su Jinning went to look at the contents and saw four large characters written on it: Death Certificate.
Deceased: Yu Wanqing
For a split second, Su Jinning's heart skipped a beat.
Cause of death: Malignant glioma
Time of death: August 26, 2020
The words on white paper, written in black and white, are clear and striking.
Su Jinning absentmindedly lifted her gaze from the paper, looked up at her father at the door, her lips moved unconsciously, but she couldn't utter a sound.
Su Yi's gaze fell on the paper, and his face instantly turned pale.
His eyes trembled, and he took two steps back. At that moment, it felt as if the blood within him had stopped flowing, then suddenly erupted in the surrounding silence…
"My mom...she..."
A sudden wave of suffocation cut off his words. His eyes were red, and he felt his legs give way, causing him to fall to the ground.
Chapter 70 Lies
"Brother Ning!" Shen Moyu stepped forward to support the swaying Su Jinning. He turned to look at the death certificate, and Su Jinning pressed her fingertips hard on the deceased's name, as if trying to cover up the yellowed truth.
Shen Moyu turned her head away, not having the courage to look again.
Su Yi moved his feet with difficulty, as if each step was carefully considered.
He picked up the yellowed notice from the ground but didn't say anything.
"Dad..." Su Jinning called out subconsciously, as if pleading for help. His eyes were red, but no tears fell.
He grabbed Su Yi's sleeve and asked him frantically, "What is this? On this..." His heart clenched painfully, and he no longer had the strength to finish his sentence.
The death certificate had his mother's name on it.
His dry eyes were fixed on his father's every move, afraid of missing Su Yi's explanation.
He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that his mother, who sent him countless letters every year, would leave behind such a hasty death certificate.
Su Yi clutched the death certificate, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked up at Su Jinning. In those eyes, the answer was crystal clear.
The tears streaming down her father's face pierced Su Jinning's heart.
"No..." Su Jinning clenched his fists, his white fingertips digging deep into his flesh. He shook his head, tears finally welling up in his eyes: "She wrote me so many letters... She even said in them that she'd be back soon..."
The image of my mother's face in my mind turned into a nightmare at that moment.
He didn't know how to get his father to talk, or how to convince himself that this was all a farce.
He helplessly tugged at his father's sleeve, like a wounded child seeking solace from his father, no longer behaving like a little adult.
"Say something, Dad..." He wanted an answer, he wanted to hear his father tell him with his own voice that it was a lie.
Su Yi remained silent, but tears streamed down her face.
"Don't cry... Dad... Please, say something..."
He felt as if he were suspended above lava, as if a single word from Su Yi could scald him and tear his skin apart.
"Xiao Ning." Su Yi finally spoke, releasing the death certificate and reaching out to shake Su Jinning's hand.