"Did I go off on a tangent again...?"
"I'm sorry to say goodbye to you this way. Thank you for taking care of me all this time. Honestly, I don't have many regrets. My life should have ended a long time ago. Every day I lived after leaving that hospital was a bonus."
"I just can't let go of you, Brother Jiang and Brother Fugui. You still have a long road ahead of you, but unfortunately, I won't be able to stay by your side anymore."
"I believe you'll put an end to that damn bus, and Brother Fugui will definitely get his family off it, too. Please be careful along the way. You have to stay alive!"
"Huai Yi."
The letter was dated a few days ago. Jiang Cheng did the math and figured it must have been the night they returned from their trip to the supermarket. The things they'd bought were still in the kitchen.
He read the letter through again, carefully checking that nothing had been left out. Then he folded it away and put it back in Huai Yi's coat pocket.
He didn't want the fatty to see the letter.
Not for now, at least.
Time flew by. During those days, Jiang Cheng and the fatty both made a point of avoiding the subject of Huai Yi. The fatty didn't ask why all of Huai Yi's things had disappeared, either. Life passed peacefully.
The fatty had been working hard at exercising. From time to time, he struck various poses in front of the mirror, studying his physique.
He kept up his workouts, and he didn't neglect his studies in his spare time. He'd bought a few secondhand books, including one on wilderness survival and some well-known mystery and detective novels. Whenever he had a moment,