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After Xia Xianyue's accident, because everything happened under surveillance, the facts were quickly investigated. Xia's mother didn't want to see her daughter stay in the world in such a broken state, so she was cremated and buried early.

"Her friends have all gone to lay flower baskets. But I think what she wants to see most is that you are okay."

Su Yao understood what she meant and didn't refuse.

So I calmly got into Xia's mother's business Benz and went to the cemetery with her.

Because it was not a special day, there were not many people in the cemetery, and there were no people selling flowers or paper money at the door.

Densely packed tombstones are inlaid on the hillside.

Even though there are trees next to each tomb, it still looks too dense.

Xia Xianyue's tomb is at the top.

She probably spent a lot of money, so there was a spacious open space in front of her tomb, and there were several trees around it to protect her from the wind and rain.

“Isn’t this location a nice view?”

“···”

This place is really nice.

The tombstone faces a large lake, with a forest behind it.

But what's the point?

Does the deceased need a tree for shelter?

Could the deceased see a cargo ship passing by on the lake?

"My biggest thought is that you can truly forgive Xiaoyue. As for me, it's best not to forgive."

"You followed me here, so you should say something."

"She doesn't like me as a mother. Maybe she's annoyed that I'm here, but that's just nonsense."

“···”

I saw her squatting on the ground and throwing paper money into the iron bucket. As she threw it, her shoulders began to shake and she made a low whimper.

She prepared two flower baskets, one of which was of course for Su Yao.

But why?

Why do I feel like I'm being forced?

Because she died for him, he had to let go of everything and no longer had the right to hate her.

Is it gone?

Su Yao stared at the photo on the tombstone, and then at the tombstone.

How pitiful.

The tomb is so small, and so are the photos.

Rather than saying that this tombstone is to commemorate someone, it is better to say that it is to forget someone.

"Su Yao, Auntie, please."

"I know you still hate us."

"But, even if it's against your will, just say something to make Xiaoyue really happy..."

“···”

"I forgive you and I won't hate you anymore."

Is this enough?

"Woo."

She obviously told her what she wanted, but why did she cry even more?

Xia Xianyue in that photo seemed to be looking at herself.

If she were still alive, she would probably cry when she heard herself say this. But those would definitely be tears of joy.

But now she only laughs.

Her whole life has been frozen in the gray photo on the tombstone, frozen in that fake and frightened smile.

Su Yao took a bouquet of white chrysanthemums from the flower basket, and before putting it down, he noticed that there were withered flowers on the table in front of the tomb that had been placed by others in advance.

What I have in my hand is fresh and looks beautiful.

The wilted flowers in front of me were originally so beautiful.

Just like she was in the dark and damp soil, she was just as beautiful when she was alive, but now she is just a ball of ashes.

Is there any point in placing such a false object in front of the tombstone of the deceased?

It makes no sense.

It's just the living trying to comfort themselves.

Eventually, the flower withered completely, turning from beautiful white to ugly black and yellow, and was finally thrown into the trash can by the cemetery cleaner.

The paper money in the burning iron bucket will not turn into anything and go to the deceased, it will only be taken away and thrown somewhere else.

Ahhh.

The living can never give anything to the dead. The dead can never respond to the living.

"Give it to you."

The same goes for myself.

Putting a bouquet of white chrysanthemums on the stage is just to comfort yourself as a survivor. However, if you really see it, then laugh.

At least, I may not hate you so much now. After all, you are dead and I am still alive.

"Sorry, I was a little embarrassed just now."

"But thank you really, thank you for being willing to accompany me here to see Xiaoyue."

"I would like to give her flowers. She will be very happy if she sees it."

Everyone is so fragile, their eyes turn red just after saying a few words.

Only I can't have any fluctuations. I can't squeeze out tears because I'm not sad at all.

Su Yao thought it was over.

But Xia Ma took her to a tombstone in the middle of the hillside.

"I heard from the doctor that you lost your memory due to the previous accident."

"Then you must have forgotten this place."

“···”

How could it be possible to know.

That is my mother's tomb. Hidden among the dense tombstones.

Don't know why.

She is obviously not her mother.

But when I saw that photo, it was the same person with the same smile as in the photo frame.

It's nothing, I just feel sad suddenly.

Tears couldn't stop falling from my cheeks.

It was really nothing when I found that photo at home.

But not now.

He has memory.

He also knew the truth. He knew what was hidden behind that smile.

Hasn’t Su’s mother ever regretted it?

There must be some, blame yourself.

What happened to her who pulled her to kneel down at that time when she later learned the truth?

Did she feel relieved after finally easing the relationship with herself?

Are you afraid after knowing that the days are short?

Just don’t want to drag yourself down?

“···”

Being pulled into a hug silently.

That is Xia Xianyue's mother.
To be continued...