The Supporting Male Characters Who Died Alone All Those Years Later

“Dongchen, your dad hasn’t come back yet, even this late.”

A middle-aged woman with a sorrowful expression stood by the window, gazing downstairs. She was knitting a stylish and beautiful hat, but her mind was elsewhere, causing her to frequently make mistakes.

Outside, the autumn rain poured continuously, and the cold wind was piercing. The dilapidated alley looked even more desolate, with an old tree standing tall in the night, its base covered in a layer of withered leaves.

“Dongchen, how about you go look for your dad?” He Juan, filled with worry, entered the room and gently woke her son, who was sleeping.

Lying on the bed, He Dongchen’s fingers twitched slightly.

He opened his eyes, recognized the person in front of him, and got up without saying a word. He grabbed the dripping umbrella from behind the door, left the cramped room, walked through the cluttered corridor, and turned past several staircases plastered with colorful posters. A gust of cold wind blew against him, messing up the strands of hair covering his eyes, revealing a pair of beautiful, deep-set eyes.

He Dongchen glanced at the thin shadow on the ground, moved his slightly aching ankle, opened the umbrella, and walked into the rain. As he opened the umbrella, he manually adjusted the corners that had fallen.

This family was poor and far from warm. On the contrary, it had long been filled with violence, insults, and oppression.

The father, He Gou, was irresponsible and addicted to alcohol. Every time he came home drunk, he would beat and curse his wife, He Juan.

He Juan endured everything in silence, never resisting. Not only did she have to endure the beatings, but she also had to earn money to support the family, working tirelessly. Outsiders who saw this were filled with anger and pity.

He Juan, with her face always covered in bruises, would always say, “It’s all for the sake of the child. The child can’t grow up without a father.”

The original character grew up in this environment; filled with pain, oppression, and a sense of lifelessness. He felt sorry for He Juan and hated He Gou. Every time He Gou started beating someone, the original owner would rush forward to shield He Juan, but He Gou, drunk and uncaring of who it was, would beat him all the same.

From a young age, the original owner’s body was covered in bruises, with no part of him left unscathed. His withdrawn personality and financial difficulties led to him being ostracized by his classmates at school. Only one classmate, He Sijia, treated him equally and would secretly help him cover the class fees.

Finally, in the original owner’s senior year of high school, He Gou died. He drunkenly fell into a sewer one night, dying a disgraceful death.

The original owner wasn’t sad at all; in fact, he was extremely happy, and He Juan also breathed a sigh of relief. The mother and son welcomed a new life.

But just then, someone came looking for them. The original owner wasn’t the son of the poor He family but rather the son of the wealthy He family.

His life had been stolen!

The “thief” was none other than the school’s popular campus goddess, a girl with excellent grades who played the piano beautifully; He Sijia.

After the truth was revealed, the original owner returned to the wealthy He family. As a loving foster mother, He Juan received a respectable job. He Sijia, feeling deeply guilty, was always tolerant of the original owner’s cold demeanor. She helped him with his studies, taught him etiquette, and introduced him to friends in her social circle.

He Sijia did everything perfectly, and after the original owner remained cold for too long, people began to criticize him as being aggressive and petty.

The original owner felt stifled, unable to vent the suffering he had endured for over a decade. Later, by chance, he appeared on a mediation program. Initially, he sought recognition, but by the end of the show, everyone urged him to forgive. After all, wasn’t He Sijia innocent too?

The original owner never found peace and died alone.

***

“Mission,” He Dongchen said indifferently.

The system dared not delay.

[Previous small world: “The Runaway Little Mermaid Princess”]

[Basic mission: Protect the Mermaid Clan (Complete)]

[Mission Merit: 254,800.]

[Points Gained: 100 + redeemable merit 254,800.]

[Current small world: “Such a Fragrant Young Uncle”]

[Summary: He Sijia was beautiful, academically excellent, and played the piano beautifully. She had been a prominent figure in school since childhood, receiving countless love letters.

He Sijia thought those boys were childish and never felt moved.

Later, at a gathering, she and her best friend were cornered in an alley. Suddenly, a man descended from above. He was dressed in a suit, exuding a calm and mature aura, with a cigarette between his fingers that obscured his expression

He was her best friend’s uncle, Sima Yongqing.

From that moment, He Sijia fell hopelessly in love, unable to stop herself.]

[Basic Mission: Never forgive (Incomplete).]

[Mission Merit: 0]

After He Dongchen finished reading, he raised his hand and dispersed the projection.

The system summarized from the side, [It’s just a story about a young girl chasing after an older man and then being pampered by him. The original owner is merely a background figure in this story, which is truly pathetic.]

In the story, the original owner was just an obstacle for the female lead, and a means for the male lead to show how much he loved his wife.

The original owner’s task was simple—he just wanted to shout out loud that he would never forgive!

Why should he forgive? Why should he be forced to forgive? Never forgive!

The current point in time was that rainy night when He Gou fell into the sewer and died.

In the original story, He Juan also urged the original owner to go out and look for him. However, the original owner, having injured his ankle during a fight at school earlier that day, despised He Gou and didn’t go out. As for why he fought, it was because He Sijia smiled at him, which led to several boys cornering him in the bathroom, warning him not to dream of something unattainable.

[Boss, are you going to save He Gou? That scum deserves to die; he’s just wasting air,] the system said angrily.

He Dongchen walked towards the sewer where the accident happened. His worn-out, hole filled sneakers stepped on the wet concrete, leaving a trail of footprints.

Suddenly, the sound of someone falling into water came from ahead, followed by wailing and cursing.

He Dongchen smirked and slowly approached, stepping over the manhole cover to see He Gou struggling helplessly in the sewer.

Splash.

The water collected by the umbrella poured down onto He Gou’s forehead. He paused, looked up, and saw He Dongchen holding the umbrella above him. Slurring his words, He Gou shouted, “You little bastard! Hurry up and pull me out! Do you want to die?!”

He Dongchen remained silent for a moment, then turned to leave, his thin lips slightly parted. “You’re right. Keeping someone like him alive is just a waste of air.”

Initially, He Dongchen had thought of letting He Gou live, believing that the wicked would eventually meet their match. But the extent of He Gou’s repulsiveness made He Dongchen feel that keeping him alive would only lower his own standards.

Behind him, He Gou’s cursing gradually faded away.

“Take care of it,” He Dongchen said, glancing at a lone security camera at the entrance of the alley.

This alley was very secluded. Last year, a murder had taken place here, causing people to avoid it. Not only at night but even during the day, few people passed by. Only a drunkard like He Gou would fear nothing.

Once the footage from the camera was dealt with, no one would know he had been there.

[Got it!] the system responded, heading off to handle the surveillance. Moments later, it suddenly exclaimed, [Boss, I found something!]

He Dongchen paused.

***

At dawn the next day, a scream pierced the sky.

“Someone’s dead!!!”

The entire neighborhood was instantly awakened. Before long, police cars arrived, and the sound of sirens filled the air, unsettling everyone.

The residents around the alley cursed quietly, “What bad luck! Another one dead!”

Last year, someone had died there, causing property values to plummet. Those who could afford to move had already left. Now, with another death, it was truly unfortunate.

“By the way, who died?”

“The drunkard from the He family, of course. He got drunk and fell into a sewer. Who knows which heartless person moved the manhole cover.”

“That’s really unlucky.”

“I think it’s better that he’s dead. All he ever did was drink, go home, and beat his wife and kids. He was just wasting food! Humph!”

Meanwhile, the police knocked on the He family’s door.

“Where were you last night, and what were you doing? Be specific.”

He Juan, looking extremely anxious, clutched He Dongchen’s hand and stammered, “How did he die? How could he just die…?”

“Please answer my question.”