74: Chapter 74 A Reality More Tragic Than Tragedy

After hearing this story, the live stream was plunged into silence.

No one went on to blame this stubborn father anymore.

In the face of death, all grievances seem so insignificant.

This is the typical Chinese father-daughter relationship.

Loving deeply, yet hurting completely.

"Pity the hearts of parents everywhere."

"Twenty years without seeing each other, how painful that must be."

"Master Su, please help him!"

"You must find her! Even if it's just to see her one last time!"

Su Yun did not speak.

His fingers tapped gently on the table as he silently recited a phrase in his heart.

"System, activate Tianji Divine Calculation."

"Search target: Zhao Min."

The next second.

A blue light screen, visible only to him, appeared before his eyes.

[Name: Zhao Min]

[Age: 22 (Frozen in the year 2000)]

[Occupation: Recent graduate]

[Recent Fortune: None (Deceased, but her life continues through organ donation in five people, and she is watching over her father in another way)]

[Past: On New Year's Eve of the new millennium, she ran away from home after a heated argument with her father over relationship issues. The next morning, she realized her mistake, bought her father's favorite fennel and pork dumplings, and prepared to return home to apologize, but was struck by a drunk driver in a truck just two intersections away from home...]

[Future: Before passing away, she signed an organ donation agreement. Her heart, corneas, kidneys, and liver successfully saved five critically ill patients. Her merit is complete, and her blessings are profound...]

[Sin Value: 0]

[Detailed Crimes: None (Kind and filial in life, leaving love to the world after death, she is a person of great virtue)]

Boom!

The moment he saw these lines, Su Yun's heart contracted violently.

Although he was long accustomed to partings and deaths, and had calculated many tragedies.

But at this moment, he still felt as if something was stuck in his throat.

Dead?

Died the day after running away from home?

Then these twenty years...

What kind of waiting and torment did this old man endure?

If he had known this news twenty years ago, he might have collapsed long ago.

Or perhaps, it was precisely because he didn't know, precisely because he still held onto that sliver of fantasy that "she might be living well somewhere," that supported him to live until today.

Su Yun looked at the old man on the screen, his face full of tears, his eyes full of anticipation.

How could he say it?

Tell him, your daughter died twenty years ago?

Tell him, your twenty years of waiting were actually all for nothing?

For an old man already lying in a hospital bed, relying on an oxygen tube to sustain life, this was no different from pulling his plug.

Too cruel.

Su Yun took a deep breath, his hand under the table clenching into a fist.

He rarely hesitated.

But this time, he truly hesitated.

"Master?"

Seeing Su Yun silent for a long time, Zhao Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

A sense of foreboding surged up like a tide.

"Can you not calculate it?"

"Or, is she not doing well?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as she is still alive, as long as she..."

Su Yun raised his head and looked directly into Zhao Cheng's eyes.

His gaze was complex.

There was sympathy, reluctance, and a hint of determination.

This kind of thing cannot be hidden.

Rather than letting him leave this world with regrets and unknown guesses, it is better to tell him the truth.

However, the truth can also have another way of being told.

"Old Mr. Zhao."

Su Yun spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"Do you remember, twenty years ago, on the first day of the Lunar New Year of the new millennium, the major serial car accident that happened at the city hospital?"

Zhao Cheng was stunned.

Although his memory had declined, because of his daughter's running away, he remembered the events of those years particularly clearly.

"Car accident?"

"I... I have a vague impression."

"The news reported it that day, saying a truck driver was drunk and hit several people."

"But what does this have to do with Minmin?"

Zhao Cheng's voice suddenly became sharp, as if he had realized something terrible.

Su Yun did not answer directly, but said softly: "Zhao Min did not go far that day."

"She didn't go to find that painter either."

"That night, she sat on a park bench all night."

"The next morning, which was the first day of the Lunar New Year."

"She went to a dumpling restaurant that was still open."

"She bought two jin of dumplings."

Su Yun looked at Zhao Cheng and asked, word by word: "Old Mr. Zhao, if I haven't calculated wrong, what you love to eat most is fennel and pork dumplings, right?"

This sentence.

Was like a bolt of lightning, striking Zhao Cheng squarely on the head.

The old man's pupils contracted violently, and his lips trembled so much that he couldn't even speak.

That was his favorite filling.

Every New Year's Eve, the family would make dumplings with this filling.

That day they argued, the dumplings hadn't even been put into the pot yet, and his daughter had run away.

"She went to buy dumplings?"

"She wanted to... go home?"

Su Yun nodded.

"Yes."

"She regretted it."

"She felt that it was the New Year, and she shouldn't have made you angry."

"She wanted to buy some dumplings you liked and go home to apologize to you."

"She carried that bag of hot dumplings and walked to the intersection just two streets away from home."

Speaking to this point, Su Yun paused.

The live stream was deathly quiet.

Everyone guessed what happened next.

That was a reality more tragic than tragedy.

The daughter wanted to go home to apologize, but met the Grim Reaper just a few hundred meters from home.

And that stubborn father was sulking at home, thinking his daughter had truly heartlessly abandoned him.

This missed connection was a separation by life and death forever.

"No!!!"

Zhao Cheng let out a heart-wrenching wail.

He grabbed the clothes on his chest violently, and his whole body began to convulse violently on the hospital bed.

"Minmin!"

"It was Daddy who harmed you!"

"Why were you so silly!"

"Why didn't you come back!"

The monitor emitted a harsh, piercing sound, and the red light flashed frantically.

"Old Mr. Zhao! Calm down! You must calm down!"

Su Yun was anxious; if he directly scared the man to death, his sin would be great.

"Listen to me finish!"

"It's not over yet!"

Su Yun raised his volume, his voice echoing through the phone in the hospital room.

"Although Zhao Min has left."

"She did not completely leave this world!"

This sentence was like a shot of adrenaline, allowing the on-the-verge-of-collapse Zhao Cheng to regain a little rationality.

He gasped for breath, staring fixedly at the screen.

"Wha... what do you mean?"

Su Yun looked at the small text on the system panel, his tone becoming incomparably gentle.

"Right after that car accident happened, when the hospital was organizing her belongings, they found a card in her pocket."

"It was an organ donation volunteer card."

"She signed it when she was in college."

"That day, because of timely emergency treatment, although she was gone, her organs still maintained activity."

Su Yun looked at Zhao Cheng, his eyes carrying a sacred light.

"Old Mr. Zhao, do you know?"

"Her corneas were given to a blind five-year-old girl, letting her see the flowers of spring for the first time."

"Her heart was transplanted into a young mother suffering from congenital heart disease, allowing her to accompany her child as they grew up."

"Her two kidneys each saved a college student with terminal uremia and the pillar of a family."

"And her liver..."

Su Yun said it all in one breath.

Every word was like a nail, driven into Zhao Cheng's heart.

But this time, it was not pain.

It was a complex emotion mixed with pride, being moved, and relief.

"She saved five people."

"Five vibrant lives."

"Old Mr. Zhao, your daughter did not disappear."

"For these twenty years, her eyes have been watching this world."

"Her heart has been beating in someone's chest."

"She has always been alive."

"Living in this world in another, greater way."