She thought that Jiahang would be even more upset if they continued to remain here and guessed that he had regained his past memories after his operation. However, these didnât seem to be pleasant memories.
Chen Jiahang looked at his comrades once more and gazed at their pictures that were forever frozen in time. They had all been so young and this should have been the prime of their lives but they had perished while they were so young.
âIâm sorry!â he said softly and an apologetic look crossed his face.
He had failed to come up with a more reasonable proposal and this operation had resulted in him losing more than ten of his men. As their leader, he should have died along with his men but now, he was still living such a good life.
Chen Jiahang was overcome with guilt and even wished that he should have died back then.
âJiahang, letâs go,â He Xiyan said as she tugged on his sleeve. She could see Jiahang getting more and more upset and she didnât want to see him being so affected by his sorrow. He had just recovered and would not be able to handle such a harsh blow.
They finally left the cemetery.
It also finally stopped snowing and the warm sun hung high up in the eastern sky. The winter sun gave off a warm glow.
He Xiyan hailed a taxi and returned to the hotel with Jiahang.
Then, she ordered food delivery.
âJiahang, you should have something to eat. Letâs spend another day here and return to Ming City tomorrow,â she suggested.
There wasnât anything else to do since they had already paid their respects to his fallen comrades, so they should be heading back. They had a lot of things to settle back home.
Moreover, Jiahang seemed completely overcome with sorrow.
Although she wanted to know more about his past, she knew that she couldnât ask him more during such a sensitive time since she was afraid that she would dredge up even more unhappy memories.
Chen Jiahang shook his head and said hoarsely, âYan Yan, we canât go back right now. There are still some people whom we must visit.â
He Xiyan frowned. She didnât know who he was referring to but she didnât probe further. She nodded and said, âYou should have something to eat first, Jiahang.â
She guessed that he was probably referring to his parents, siblings, or relatives.
His relatives must have presumed him dead and must have mourned for him all these years, especially his parents. She didnât dare to imagine how much pain his death had caused his parents who had to bury their precious son.
Chen Jiahang wasnât in the mood to eat. He drank a few mouthfuls of soup before he leaned back against the bed.
He Xiyan didnât try to interfere with his thought process. She brought him two bottles of fresh milk and several of his favorite fruits since he didnât feel like eating.
Chen Jiahang took the fruit from her but stopped eating after having one bite.
He Xiyan dug out her phone after she saw that he was asleep and googled the name âGu Shaoqianâ.
She soon saw all the related news articles and they were mostly about the failed operation.
According to the news, Jiahang was from Jingzhou. His grandfather Gu Yuanshou was the leader of a military unit and was now 91 years of age. His father was a high-ranking official and was once the leader of a province and had the potential to be promoted even further. However, his father had chosen to retire after his son passed away in 2016. According to the news, Jiahang had grown up in military school and was a commander despite his young age. It was a pity that he had died so young.