"I just want to drink the porridge cooked by my mother," Ermo finally said, but this sentence was heartbreaking.
"Momo, you still have me! Remember, as long as I am alive, I will never let you be alone again!"
Wen Lan's hand held Ermo's weak little hand tightly, kissed the back of her hand gently, and made a solemn vow.
Ermo, who was dressed in a white dress, gently put her long hair down, pinned a small jasmine flower to her ear, and stood in the cemetery staring blankly at the photos on the tombstone.
Wen Lan silently held a handful of white chrysanthemums and placed them gently in front of Er Yu's grave.
Ermo and Wen Lan held hands and silently bowed three times for Eryu.
Ermo's tears kept falling down, hitting the white marble tombstone and making small splashes.
Wen Lan hugged Ermo's waist and walked away. He knew that now was the time when Ermo needed comfort the most. He had been by her side these past few days and would never leave her.
If it weren't for Yu, Ermo really didn't know if he was still alive, and he didn't know how to face this reality.
After returning to the villa, Ermo came to her mother's room and silently looked at the tube of sweater needles and the unknitted shawl she had left behind.
Ermo held the white woolen shawl to her face and sniffed deeply, hoping to smell her mother's scent.
Wen Lan gently opened the drawer of the bedside table and accidentally caught a glimpse of a box. He opened it slowly and found that there was Momo's adoption certificate and an old photo.
The woman in the photo is very young and has a sweet smile. It turns out that Er Yu was once so beautiful!
The man holding him was very imposing. At first glance, he felt that the two of them were a perfect match. This might be Er Yu's former lover!
Wen Lan suddenly wrinkled her eyes and put the photo in front of her eyes to look at it carefully. Er Yu seemed to be wearing a necklace around her neck, with a pendant at the end of the necklace. The photo was too blurry, so she tried her best to look at it.
Can't see clearly either
Wen Lan's fingers trembled, and the photo accidentally fell down.
The photo was covered with the back side up on the ground. Wen Lan lowered her head to pick it up, only to see a line of words written on the back of the old, yellowed photo.
The strong and powerful strokes seem to show the fortitude of the writer, and the flying and phoenix-like font is even beautiful.
“I would like to be single-mindedly ‘Ren’ and never be ‘Li’!”
It seems to be the sentence in Zhuo Wenjun's "Yin of the White Head", "If you want to be with the person you love, we will never be apart until we grow old together"!
The strange thing is that "Ren" and "Li" are clearly homonyms written incorrectly!
"Yu!" Ermo shouted, and Wen Lan immediately put the photo back to its original place and stood up.
"What's wrong? Momo"
"I want to move out of here" Ermo's eyes were calm
Wen Lan frowned and did not reply.
"Don't get me wrong!" Ermo blinked, "I just think of my mother when I see everything here. I don't want to miss people when I see things."
Wen Lan patted Ermo's shoulder gently, "Okay, I'll give you another place to live..."
"Thank you! You have done enough for me! I don't want to owe you more!"
Wen Lan stared at Ermo's face, "Are you blaming me? Blame me for letting you live here, so this happened?"
Ermo shook his head weakly, "I don't have the strength to explain to you that I will move back to school."
"Momo!" Wen Lan grabbed Ermo who was about to leave, "Marry me!"