Chapter 791: Chapter 781: Dad, Do You Have a Cigarette?

"What’s going on with you? Why so long?"

Outside the Fang Family’s courtyard, Tang Nan asked. They had arrived at noon today, and it was already past five in the afternoon. She had thought they were just here to show their faces, but didn’t expect to stay this long.

As for Old Wang and Zhao Lei, they didn’t mind either way. It didn’t matter where they worked as long as there was a paycheck, and they were happy to relax.

As for Big Yellow, it was inside accompanying Fang Junhai.

Fang Junhai had called his father to come back, and Su Qing and the others also ate here. However, Su Qing realized that this might be Fang Junhai’s last meal, so they ate only a little and went outside to wait for the outcome.

After all, Su Qing had agreed to take him out for a walk, but whether they could go or not depended on whether Fang Junhai could convince his parents.

He knew the other one didn’t have much time left, but others didn’t know. What if something happened afterward and the parents blamed him?

"Let’s wait a bit longer. I’m here to say my final goodbyes to him; it won’t be long!" Su Qing said quietly, looking towards the direction of the courtyard.

To be honest, knowing too much can make one feel more hurt inside.

Heard this, Tang Nan sighed and glanced back at the two, saying helplessly, "Why did he give you his girlfriend’s keepsake? Doesn’t he want to keep it as a memory?"

At this moment, Little Zhao was holding a box with a few keepsakes inside.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing turned and looked at her as if she were a fool: "Maybe because he thinks I’m her classmate. Besides... he knows once he’s gone, no one will remember her."

Tang Nan slapped her forehead, feeling vexed. Indeed, for someone about to die, what need is there for keepsakes? Keepsakes are meant for the living; Fang Junhai... doesn’t need them anymore.

Meanwhile, inside Fang Junhai’s house, the family of four sat together. Fang Junhai leaned against the bed, his spirits somewhat low, and his father had hurried back.

"Dad, Mom, Sis, I’ve said everything I need to say. I want to go out and see the world, is that okay? I’m really not doing well; I don’t want to stay at home all the time," Fang Junhai said with a faint smile, sounding regretful and reluctant but still wishing to go out.

For one, he indeed didn’t want to stay at home, making his parents watch him leave, and for another, he had already asked his family to sell the house; he didn’t want to die in his old home.

On hearing this, Fang’s mother shook her head urgently: "Son, don’t, your health isn’t good; let’s not go out, okay?"

"Mom, I’m not lying, I really don’t have much time left. I can feel it, I..."

"Nonsense, you’re fine, you’re fine; would Mom lie to you? You’ll be okay..." she said, her eyes reddening, tears falling as Fang Mei held her little brother’s hand, shaking her head repeatedly: "Xiao Hai, it’s okay; don’t talk nonsense. Let’s focus on getting better, alright?"

In truth, both of them knew the result; it’s just that nobody wanted to believe it. Death is frightening, but more frightful than death is waiting for it.

Knowing the result but unable to change it, forcing oneself to self-deception—this is why Su Qing took Tang Nan and others outside to wait.

For one, it’s inappropriate for outsiders to disturb their last gathering, and for another, the scene is indeed heartbreaking.

When Fang Junhai made that request, the narrator hinted at what the other wanted to do.

Facing his mother and sister’s cries, Fang Junhai didn’t respond but silently gazed at his father instead.

"Dad, the doctor has already said, this month I definitely can’t get through, I..."

Fang Wenqiang, the head of the family, looked at his son with reddened eyes but didn’t react like his wife and daughter. A man has a man’s choice, and he knew his son wasn’t wrong; the doctor had long given a conclusion, but when the day truly came, it was still hard to accept, especially noticing his son’s condition.

"Son, it’s not your fault, it’s that Dad didn’t do enough, Dad..."

"Dad!!" Fang Junhai raised his voice a bit, continuing, "It’s not your fault, it’s my own issue; don’t blame yourself. You, Mom, and Sis have done enough for me, it’s my fault."

In response, Fang Wenqiang, an elderly man over fifty, looked upward, holding back his tears, taking a deep breath and saying to his wife and daughter: "Since Xiao Hai wants to go out, let him go out and take a look. Xiao Mei, go and find Xiao Hai’s clothes, dress him up!"

"Dad~"

"Go on!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Mei hurriedly wiped her tears, turned to get clothes, leaving Fang Mu holding his son’s hand, unwilling to let go.

"Dad, do you have a cigarette? I want to smoke!"

"Yes... I have cigarettes!" Fang Wenqiang replied, smiling with red eyes. He fumbled through his clothes pocket, pulling out half a pack of White Pagoda Mountain and handed it over.

Time slipped by, and it was already past six. The narrator hinted that there was less than an hour left.

Just when Tang Nan was getting impatient, the Fang Family of four came out, all wearing clean clothes.

Fang Junhai was sitting in a wheelchair, a blanket over his legs, with a far-off trace of a setting sun on the horizon. The sunlight was gentle yet a bit glaring for him, but his face showed some excitement; he could hardly remember how long it had been since he last came out.

Soon, the family of four walked out together, all smiling, but except for Fang Junhai, the other three had somewhat forced smiles.

"Brother Su, thank... thank you," Fang Wenqiang said, slightly bowing to express gratitude. He already knew about Su Qing and his son’s agreement.

After all, with no blood ties, to come and see his son off under such circumstances was a tremendous favor.

"No need to thank, it’s what I should do," Su Qing replied mildly. Beside him, Tang Nan felt clueless, not knowing what was happening.

"Dad, Mom, Sis, you can see me off till here..." Fang Junhai said, leaving the rest unsaid. After all, even he didn’t want to see his parents send him off.

Hearing this, Fang Wenqiang pushed his son out, and Su Qing took over the wheelchair, nodding slightly.

As Fang Junhai looked at his three closest family members, he gave them one last glance, smiled with some reluctant, and then nodded towards them.

Su Qing pushed him away, and Fang’s mother wanted to follow, but Fang Wenqiang stopped her: "Let him go on his own, Xiaohai doesn’t want to see us sad when he leaves, just follow behind."

In response, Fang’s mother and Fang Mei didn’t move forward, only nodding.

On the other side, after pushing Fang Junhai for two minutes, he spoke, his tone somewhat relieved: "So free~ Feels good! Su Qing, you know, I actually admire you a lot, or maybe I’m jealous."

"Why is that?" Su Qing chuckled.

"Because my youth was too ordinary and too short. You, on the other hand, are brilliant, a legend; you’ve been to many places and have a long way ahead, while I might only remain in today. You know, in her diary, there’s a whole book about you, and only then comes her life. The two stuffed toys and the half-knitted scarf were all intended for you. Envious!"

"Today’s sunset is so beautiful, quite like the first day I met her. If only she were still here, I would’ve taken a few more looks back then." Fang Junhai watched the sunset, a small smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

In response, Su Qing shook his head and replied: "Youth isn’t over; you all remain amazingly vibrant.

People can’t have both youth and the experience of youth. A sunset that can be remembered after many years may not be that beautiful, it just inexplicably feels... quite unforgettable.

After all, reflections are written after viewing, aren’t they?"

"True, want a smoke? My dad gave them!"

"Sure!"

With a snap, a flame flared up, and two cigarettes were lit.

"So quiet, Su Qing..."

"Mm, go on."

"Help me thank those online friends who helped connect me with you, thank them."

"That’s too much trouble; why don’t... you do it yourself!"

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