Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?
Chapter 417: Love and Hate

Chapter 417: Chapter 417: Love and Hate

Regarding Sun Xinghai’s death, Shen Siyuan felt surprised yet unsurprised.

Human emotions are very complex. Even though He Qingyan knew that Sun Xinghai killed her, she still loved him unconditionally, indicating that he must have qualities worth loving.

Moreover, judging by He Qingyan and the children’s lavish tomb and the frequent signs of offerings in front of it, it shows that Sun Xinghai did care about her. Perhaps after killing her, he fell into a painful ordeal.

Because Zhong Xiaonan had said that ever since He Qingyan and the children passed away, Sun Xinghai aged visibly, his face became haggard and his hair went gray. Those who didn’t know the truth thought it was because he loved too deeply and admired him silently.

Perhaps Sun Xinghai had already unknowingly fallen in love with He Qingyan, just that he wasn’t aware of it and still yearned for the white moonlight in his heart.

Of course, this was just Shen Siyuan’s speculation, but it was soon confirmed.

Because Shen Siyuan saw Sun Xinghai, and not only him, but He Qingyan and the two children were also there.

"How did you know I was here?" Shen Siyuan was a bit surprised.

"Xiao Yue told me." He Qingyan said.

Because Shen Siyuan had mentioned before about helping He Qingyan fulfill her wish, when Xiao Yue returned that day, she told He Qingyan about the hotel she was staying in, so she could find him.

"So are you here now to fulfill your wish?" Shen Siyuan asked.

He Qingyan shook her head and said, "My wish has already been fulfilled."

She said this, glancing at Sun Xinghai beside her.

At that moment, Sun Xinghai was curiously examining Shen Siyuan. As an atheist, he didn’t believe in karma. After all, through the cases he handled over the years, he saw too much darkness.

Those evil people got whatever they wanted and lived carefree lives, while good people endured endless suffering and punishment.

There is no such thing as crime followed by retribution, or evil followed by evil retribution.

But ever since becoming a ghost after his death, his first reaction was that this world indeed had gods.

In his view, Shen Siyuan was closest to being a god, or perhaps a Divine Servant.

This could explain how he could communicate with ghosts, proving that not all spiritual practitioners were frauds.

Upon hearing He Qingyan say her wish was fulfilled, Shen Siyuan curiously asked, "Then why are you looking for me?"

"I hope you won’t continue investigating my husband’s matters. I don’t resent him, and he’s already dead. It’s all over. Even if it’s investigated thoroughly, what’s the use?" He Qingyan said softly.

Sun Xinghai gazed at He Qingyan with guilt mingled with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

The two twins, one climbed onto his back, and the other onto his leg, genuinely loving this father.

"There’s really no need for that. What’s a reputation worth to the dead?" Sun Xinghai said.

He Qingyan smiled, "I still want to be buried with you. In life, we couldn’t be together for long, but in death, I want it to be eternal."

After saying this, He Qingyan turned her gaze towards Shen Siyuan.

"How did you know it was me?" Shen Siyuan asked.

"No one investigated for so long until you came along and someone started looking into my affairs. Who else could it be but you?"

"You’re quite clever." Shen Siyuan laughed.

"Fine, it ends here. I’ll have them stop the investigation." Shen Siyuan said.

Since Sun Xinghai was dead and He Qingyan forgave him, what else was there for him to do? Even if it was clarified, it wouldn’t matter since he was dead.

What a pity—

Shen Siyuan looked at the twins.

They had a bright future that was abruptly cut short.

Noticing Shen Siyuan’s gaze, He Qingyan showed a hint of bitterness.

"Don’t you blame me?" Shen Siyuan asked.

He Qingyan shook her head.

He knew Shen Siyuan was referring to how, if he hadn’t arranged for the investigation, Sun Xinghai might not have committed suicide.

"Even though it might sound bad, I’m actually quite grateful to you." He Qingyan looked at Sun Xinghai.

Sun Xinghai returned He Qingyan’s gaze with a gentle smile.

"Had I known we could reunite as a family after death, I wouldn’t have made you wait so long."

He Qingyan stretched out her hand, and Sun Xinghai immediately grasped it tightly.

"If you loved your wife so much, why did you do such a thing?" Shen Siyuan asked.

"Because at that time, I didn’t even realize that I had long fallen in love with my wife..." Sun Xinghai’s face was full of regret.

"I always thought I loved Yu Sumei; she was just a light in my life. Light would never stay for me, nor could I grasp it. But I... but I... sigh..." Sun Xinghai sighed deeply.

For the sake of that light, he closed off his heart, never marrying, until he met He Qingyan, where pretense became genuine affection. He Qingyan entered his heart without him even realizing it.

But when he lost her, the pain was like a knife twisting in his heart, cutting a painful breath he couldn’t take. Only then did he realize he had already fallen in love with her.

Thus, in the year and a half after the death of He Qingyan and her daughters, he lived in torment worse than Luo Peng’s, saying it was revenge on Luo Peng, but in reality, he suffered more than Luo Peng.

"But is your family destined to drift around?" Shen Siyuan asked.

Being a ghost was not carefree; they had to avoid crowds and find shelter during storms.

Additionally, they had to evade vicious ghosts burdened with karma to avoid being entangled.

"We just need to be cautious. The past year, taking care of the two children, we haven’t encountered any real danger. Perhaps one day when we grow tired of this, we’ll let go peacefully and silently dissipate into this world." He Qingyan had a care-free philosophy on life and death.

Sun Xinghai was sharper than He Qingyan, and he immediately sensed the implication in Shen Siyuan’s words.

So he directly inquired, "Mr. Shen, do you mean there’s another place for us?"

Shen Siyuan nodded.

"There is a small world, which is a lot better than wandering aimlessly, especially with two children."

He Qingyan raised her eyebrows, curious about this place Shen Siyuan mentioned.

However, Shen Siyuan did not directly answer them. Instead, with a thought and a finger formula, he absorbed the two adults and two children into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and placed them in the Creation World. In the future, they might have a chance for reincarnation.

Unfortunately, he didn’t earn any Merit from the family of four.

But Yu Sumei, after fulfilling her wish, granted him a thread of Merit.

Remembering He Qingyan’s earlier request, he took out his mobile phone to call Zhong Xiaonan, instructing her to inform the authorities to let the matter rest and cease the investigation.

After the call and putting his phone away, he suddenly recalled something.

Yu Sumei was also in the Creation World; perhaps they would meet.

Shen Siyuan: ...