That sentence of love hurts you, makes Shengge's heart hurt, and the tip of her nose feels slightly sore.
She pinched her palms tightly to prevent tears from falling.
Li Fei took out the envelope with a blank cover from her bag and handed it to her, "He asked to give it to you alone. Don't worry, I haven't read it."
Shengge took it with trembling fingertips.
Li Fei added: "Let it go for now. When we get back, we can sit down and watch it slowly."
After saying that, she and Feng Shengsheng supported each other and left the cemetery.
Shengge carefully put the letter into her bag, and waited until all the relatives and friends who came to mourn at the cemetery had left, then she slowly stepped into the cemetery and walked to Feng Yunian's tombstone.
There is a small photo on the tombstone.
Under the heavy rain, the photos were stained with water droplets.
But Shengge still recognized that extremely familiar, aloof and handsome face at a glance.
It's the year of Feng Yu.
I searched through my cell phone and the villa before but couldn't find a single photo of him. I didn't expect that I would only see it on the tombstone in the future.
She stroked the water droplets off the photo over and over again, gently and patiently.
This is the only man she has ever truly loved, and from now on, she can no longer let him act coquettishly and behave towards her.
Shengge held back her tears and took the trouble to help him wipe away the water stains on the photo.
Lu Hua felt distressed when he saw it, "Girl, it's raining so hard, you can't wipe it clean."
Her eyes were stubborn, "He is afraid of the cold and doesn't like getting wet in the rain. I always have to complete the last thing for him."
Lu Hua sighed helplessly and took the initiative to hand over the black umbrella in his hand.
Shengge took it, opened it, and covered Feng Yunian's small tombstone. Then he took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped off every drop of water on the tombstone.
"Girl, you still love him very much, right?"
Shengge didn't answer.
She once thought she could let go of her love for him without hesitation and walk away boldly and decisively.
If he is still alive, and if they no longer meet each other after the divorce, maybe both of them can live happily again.
But......
Fate had to play tricks on her again and again.
And this man died for her.
The hurts she had suffered suddenly seemed insignificant, and her heart was so strangled by guilt that it was about to explode.
She took a deep breath to suppress the rising sadness.
People can never come back, so what's the point of talking about love or not now?
She whispered, "Let's go."
Lu Hua helped her stand up, protected her delicate shoulders, and left the cemetery.
After Shengge was sent back to the Bay Villa by Lu Hua, she went into Feng Yunian's room, sat on the recliner where he had been lying before, and looked around his room.
Thinking of the letter he said he would write to her alone, Shengge opened the package and gently touched the texture of the envelope with her fingertips.
A few days ago, she thought that he didn't leave her a word, but now it seems that he is still worried about leaving.
She slowly opened the letter.
The first line that catches the eye is:
[To my beloved Lu Shengge:]
Shengge's hand shook violently and she looked at the three big characters with her name in disbelief.