Hamish is dead.
Elisa silently watched the transfer of inheritance in front of her, and she had once asked Hamish a question: “Hamish, why wasn’t it you who died?”
It was when she lost her memory, she watched helplessly as her four-month-old child was gruesomely taken out of her womb.
She truly hated him.
Hating him after losing her memory, and hating him even after regaining her memory, in her past life, when she decided to seek revenge on Hamish through death, she never thought of killing him.
Now, she has let go of the past and no longer wants to hate him. Hamish is dead.
Thus, the last time she saw him was in the hospital that day, and she didn’t mistake it, it was indeed him.
Tobias said, “Mr. Burns passed away peacefully, without much pain. The weather was nice that day, the sun was shining brightly, a gentle breeze blowing. He was sitting on the rocking chair you used to sit in, holding the wedding dress he designed for you, and quietly fell asleep there. Before he passed, he said he particularly wanted to hear the cicadas sing this year.”
Summer cicadas cannot survive the winter, just like the cicadas that come out in July won’t come out in April.
Speaking of Hamish, Tobias’ eyes were slightly red.
“He put a lot of effort into this inheritance transfer to get it successfully transferred to your name, please accept it.”
Hamish died quietly and peacefully, without a funeral. Tobias took his ashes back to Chiwood and buried them in the Burns family cemetery, beside his parents, facing the direction of the sea, just as he had said.
Uncle Atonal never expected to see Hamish again, only as a handful of ashes in a small urn, on the day of the burial, the weather wasn’t great, it rained lightly.
Uncle Atonal stood on the side, reminiscing about the past, tears falling, and he said, when Hamish was a child, his dream was to become a doctor.
Not many people knew about this, young Hamish was also a well-behaved and obedient child, with his parents by his side giving him choices. He was smart, and whatever he wanted, he got. Unlike children his age, he was mature, the only ones he could play with were probably Louis, the former Deacon.
When he said he wanted to become a doctor, his parents supported and praised his dream. They said it was a good dream, and they would seek him out when someone in the family got sick.
He replied, “If I become a doctor, I won’t let you guys get sick.”
Upon hearing this, Old Burns sternly said, “Young child, develop your goals early. What future is there in becoming a doctor?”
In the end, Hamish chose the path given by the Burns family, a path that everyone in the Burns family had taken before, becoming a ruthless businessman who only cared about profit.
Riches, fame, power, and benefits, he had everything except for love and family. What he desired and craved the most, he didn’t have.
News of Hamish’s death spread in Chiwood, even the mayor personally called, wanting to visit. Tobias was overwhelmed when he received the call, while Uncle Atonal was left speechless.
The one who called to mourn was a businessman, no one knew that Hamish had once wanted to become a doctor.
Uncle Atonal said hoarsely, “If young master had stuck to his dream and become a doctor, perhaps he would have understood how to take care of his own body and others.”
Doctors understand how fragile life is the most, young Hamish, who once dreamt of becoming a doctor, died of lung cancer when he grew up.
“Please take it back, I won’t accept it.”
“I can’t take it back, this inheritance is now in your hands, you can do as you please, even throw it away.”
After Tobias left the documents on the table, he said, “Miss Powell, please hand over the other one to Mrs. White.”
Louis had been waiting outside, and when he saw Tobias come out, he went in.
Elisa still stared at the documents on the table. Since her rebirth, she rarely cried, but this time she couldn’t hold back. Tears silently fell on the table, and even she didn’t know when she started crying.
“Don’t cry,” Louis stood by her side, gently embracing her, the paper in his hand was unnecessary. Elisa hugged him, tears soaking his shirt, “It’s over…”
For Hamish, his and Elisa’s story began on Christmas Eve, when he fell into the water and she jumped in to save him, ignoring the cold. The figure swimming towards him in the dark night amazed him for many years.
Why did that moment of amazement lead to a misidentification?
Yes, why did they mistake each other?
Elisa often asked herself, why did she make a mistake?
It was because the light in her memory was getting smaller and about to disappear, and she always wanted to grab it before it vanished.
Hamish caught Lila.
Elisa caught Hamish.
When they first met at the banquet, Elisa, in a red dress, holding a string of candied hawthorns, walked towards Hamish and said, “Long time no see, Hamish.”
He took the candied hawthorns and inexplicably responded, “Long time no see.”
From then on, the two of them forged a bond and owed each other.
Hamish and Elisa had many similarities. They were both inherently proud and sharp, like hedgehogs using their spikes to protect themselves, yet they were also sunflowers lacking sunlight.
People who are too similar often aren’t suitable to be together. If a hedgehog wants warmth, the needle tips will only hurt each other.