CHAPTER 532: CHAPTER 532: THE LAST LETTER

Lin Shuhan heard Guan Beihai’s rhetorical question, and after a long silence, she whispered, "Did he do it intentionally?"

Guan Beihai, upon hearing her question, understood that Lin Shuhan wasn’t suspecting Fang Zhipeng to be a bad person but was merely speculating based on what he had said before.

Guan Beihai didn’t press further but directly said, "I initially thought he was unintentional."

"But only after I passed away, did I realize it wasn’t."

"Could it be... he’s also involved in FD?" Lin Shuhan’s face was full of disbelief.

"It’s not just as simple as FD."

Actually, Guan Beihai himself found it hard to believe.

Although they had their disagreements, they were just minor school disputes, never expecting Fang Zhipeng would change so drastically after entering society.

Lin Shuhan looked at Guan Beihai, waiting for him to continue.

Guan Beihai didn’t keep her in suspense and continued, "Do you know what job Fang Zhipeng does now?"

"Purchasing." Lin Shuhan blurted out.

"Yes, purchasing. So, what does he purchase?"

"He works at a pharmaceutical company, responsible for the raw materials..." Lin Shuhan suddenly realized.

Guan Beihai took over her words, saying, "So, it’s more than just FD; he’s involved in ZD too. Many raw materials on the market flow out from him."

It turned out that after Fang Zhipeng graduated from college, he went to work at a relative’s pharmaceutical company. Probably because of the familial relationship and his chemistry major, he was placed in a vital position responsible for purchasing raw materials for the company.

Of course, he wasn’t the only one handling such procurement, but as the most significant insider, his position and power in the company were substantial.

And he took advantage of this convenience to obtain a considerable amount of prohibited raw materials on the market.

"Don’t be fooled by his simple attire, hiding his wealth. He has over ten houses in Qionghai, with a large amount of cash hidden in each..."

"Perhaps he truly loves you, but if you stay with him, you will eventually be dragged into his mess. Even without direct involvement, you’ll be implicated. He thinks he’s being discreet, but the net of justice is tightening, and he will be caught sooner or later."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shuhan’s face turned pale, feeling a surge of fear.

If she had married Fang Zhipeng, no matter how good he treated her, it would have been a lifelong nightmare and stain.

The wife of a police officer marrying a DF, how ironic would it be even if spoken? Especially since the husband died at the hands of a DF.

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry, I really didn’t know any of this."

Lin Shuhan felt overwhelmed with sweat, weakness spreading through her body, shame, fear, sadness, all engulfing her.

"I understand, I understand, don’t be sad, I came back to see you because I worried about you..." Guan Beihai gently patted her back, trying to calm her.

"Husband, I’m sorry I failed to see through people. I won’t consider marrying again; I’ll remain a widow for you for life..."

"Silly girl, what nonsense are you saying? You still have a long way ahead."

"I’m not talking nonsense; I mean it seriously. Even if you’re dead, it’s okay; you’ll always stay with me, stay by my side..."

"It’s impossible. The paths of humans and ghosts are separate. I can’t stay for too long."

If Guan Beihai said he would always stay by her side, Lin Shuhan might really spend her life as a widow for him.

But that would be moral coercion; no one should live for another person forever.

Just like he said before, Lin Shuhan has a long life ahead, she deserves her own life.

She will remarry, have her own children, build a happy family—she’s a good girl, and this is the life she deserves.

"Are you leaving? When will you leave?" Lin Shuhan reacted, grabbing Guan Beihai’s arm tightly.

"When daylight comes."

Guan Beihai glanced at the pitch-black window.

Lin Shuhan bit her lips gently, without speaking, she just looked at him, silently shedding tears.

Guan Beihai wiped them off, forcing a smile, "Our fate in this lifetime has run its course. In the next life, I will certainly marry you again, but I won’t be a policeman. I will give you a happy home..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shuhan broke down in tears.

"You’ll have to walk the path ahead yourself. Don’t keep me in your heart. If you meet someone you truly like, marry him without caring about me... Thank you for the more than ten years of companionship; knowing you has been the greatest fortune of my life, being with you is the happiest and most joyful time..."

As Guan Beihai spoke, his voice choked as well.

Lin Shuhan directly hugged Guan Beihai’s neck, crying uncontrollably.

"I won’t let you go; don’t leave. I love you; I really, truly love you..."

But love doesn’t possess magical powers; it can’t forcefully keep someone by your side.

Throughout the night, they nestled together, talking about many things.

Recalling the beautiful times when they went to school.

Talking about some funny incidents when they first got married.

Imagining what kind of future they would have had if Guan Beihai hadn’t sacrificed.

In short, they talked about a lot.

After an unknown length of time, Lin Shuhan grew tired, resting and falling asleep on Guan Beihai’s shoulder.

When she woke again, the glaring sunlight outside the window shone on her face.

It turned out she sat on the couch all night. Turning her head to look around, the room was empty and silent.

"Husband..."

Lin Shuhan called out with a trembling voice.

But there was no response.

Lin Shuhan suddenly stood up, ran into the room, kitchen, and bathroom, and after confirming multiple times that there was no sign of Guan Beihai, she could no longer bear it, resting against the corner of the wall, her head bowed, crying softly, then gradually louder, until she was sobbing uncontrollably.

The invisible Guan Beihai witnessed this, also in heartache, yet he restrained himself from revealing his form again.

He didn’t even tell Lin Shuhan about Shen Siyuan’s existence, to sever all her thoughts, so she could start her new life.

Guan Beihai took a long, deep look at Lin Shuhan, then turned into a Yin Wind and disappeared into the house.

As for Fang Zhipeng, do you really think the police are idle? They’ve kept an eye on him; getting caught is just a matter of time.

Lin Shuhan gradually stopped crying; at that moment, her spirit felt a bit shrouded, as if everything from last night had an unreal sense, like a dream.

It even left her confused between reality and illusion.

She wiped the tears from her eyes and prepared to get up, intending to brush her teeth and wash her face before going to work. Just then, a gust of wind blew in from the window, lifting a thin piece of paper on the coffee table, which gently drifted and fell to the living room floor.

Lin Shuhan bent down to pick it up.

It was a letter.

A letter from Guan Beihai to her.

Also, a love letter.

The last love letter Guan Beihai wrote to her.

When they were in school, due to restrictions on relationships, they would only secretly write letters as a way to communicate. Back then, Guan Beihai wrote her many love letters, which she still cherished today.

The most recent one was on their wedding day, where he read that love letter at the ceremony.

"So, it wasn’t a dream."

Lin Shuhan murmured softly, a hint of a smile on her lips, yet tears were unstoppable, rolling down once more.