C493 The Old Matter

Once everyone had left, Linchen seemed to let down all his defenses, and a wave of desolation washed over him. He sat on the edge of the bed, staring intently at an inkstone on the nearby table.

"Mom, Dad, she's really gone, isn't she? Why does it still feel like I'm dreaming?"

"This is justice finally served. Your grievances have been avenged. You can rest in peace now