Chapter 61 The sixty-first day of reserve is even more my love. ...

Early the next morning, Pei Yunhe accompanied Shan Yin to the hospital again.

The experts he contacted the day before arrived in Yunsu one after another. Coincidentally, Su Wan and her family also came over. After discussing with Shan Yinyi, the doctors held a collective consultation and studied a new treatment plan for Su Daosheng.

Shan Yin was a little excited when he saw Su Wan again. He tried hard to keep his eyes from turning red, but the tip of his nose was also red.

Su Wan held her hand and said thank you for your hard work. Johns and Jing Rouyue followed behind. Jing Rouyue, who was always carefree, showed some worry on her face.

Johns, a foreigner who took things like birth, aging, illness, and death less seriously than they did, reassured them, "Don't worry, we have so many experts here. It'll be fine."

Pei Yunhe also didn't want to see such a heavy atmosphere. Emotional depression would inevitably harm one's health, so he came over and put his arm around Shan Yin's shoulders.

"Yes, don't worry, Grandpa's condition is not irreversible. They are all very experienced experts, and he will get better."

After saying that, he patted the back of Shan Yin's hand again.

Several people waited until the consultation was over. Fortunately, the conclusions drawn by the experts were very optimistic. Shan Yin and Su Wan both breathed a sigh of relief, and Jing Rouyue's stomach growled.

She looked at everyone awkwardly, "Sorry, I didn't eat enough on the plane..."

Shan Yin smiled at her, and Pei Yunhe also curled his lips: "What do you want to eat? Brother-in-law will treat you."

"Really?" Jing Rouyue was not born in Yunsu, and she had not eaten many of Yunsu's delicacies.

"certainly."

After receiving the good news, everyone felt much more relaxed. Pei Yunhe made the promise and began to make arrangements, while Shan Yin nodded beside him.

"Aunt, you guys just got off the plane and haven't rested yet. Yue'er is hungry too, so go back and rest first."

"Sing, aren't you going?" Jing Rouyue asked.

Pei Yunhe also stared at her, "You also need to go rest and eat."

"I have to look after Grandpa..."

"I'll do it."

Before Shan Yin could finish her sentence, Su Wan interrupted her.

"aunt……"

Su Wan walked to Shan Yin and patted her shoulder with her hand.

"The person lying inside is your grandfather, who is also my father."

Shan Yin didn't say anything more. He looked into the ward again and was taken out by Pei Yunhe, Johns and Jing Rouyue.

But he still felt a little worried while eating this meal. Dan Yin had been feeling like this for some time.

After dinner, Jing Rouyue wanted to take all the luggage to the old house, while Johns went to the hospital to accompany Su Wan. Shan Yin originally wanted to go there again, but Pei Yunhe really didn't want Shan Yin to go to the hospital and wait, always trapped in that anxious and sad mood.

At that time, she also said that she had been in the hospital for more than half a month and really disliked being in the hospital.

Pei Yunhe made a detour and said to Shan Yin, "Anyway, I can't help you in the hospital because there are doctors watching over you. I don't come to Yunsu often, so why don't we go for a walk? Can you show me around?"

Shan Yin knew that Pei Yunhe didn't really want to take a walk and have fun at this critical moment, he was just thinking about her mood and wanted her to be happier.

Thinking that Su Wan's family was in the hospital, she didn't want to disappoint Pei Yunhe, so she nodded, but then shook her head.

"What's wrong?" Pei Yunhe asked.

"Would you like to meet my parents?" Shan Yin raised his eyelids, staring at him with a gleam in his pupils.

Pei Yunhe didn't react at first. When a little red appeared on the tip of Shan Yin's ears and her crystal eyes began to dodge, he laughed out loud.

"Go! I'll go see him!"

The cemetery is not far from the city, less than an hour's drive away, but it is very quiet and peaceful.

There are evergreen trees all around, and clusters of junipers stand around the cemetery. Boxwoods are built into spherical shapes, squatting next to each stone tablet, silently guarding.

In front of some of the stone tablets, there are also several bouquets of flowers of different colors. They are not just the common yellow and white chrysanthemums. They are intertwined with the greenery, making the originally heavy atmosphere lighter and happier.

"Mom and Dad must be very comfortable living here," said Pei Yunhe.

Shan Yin smiled at him and led him deeper into the cemetery.

When we arrived at the tombstone of Shan Yin's parents, the space became much brighter. A large artificial lake could be vaguely seen behind it, but the environment became even quieter.

Suddenly, a black-necked oriole swooped down from a nearby Pistacia tree and fluttered its wings as it flew over the tombstone. A small cluster of flower seeds fell from its body and rolled down in front of the tombstone. It didn't care at all, chirped once, and flew away again.

Shan Yin walked over, greeted his parents, and leaned over to brush away the fallen petals in front of the tombstone with his hands.

Pei Yunhe squatted down with her, held her hand, and then used his own hands to clean up the mess.

He looked up and saw the names of Shan Zewen and Su Ru engraved on the tombstone, with a photo of the couple in love above it.

He remembered the photo in Shan Yin's room. Shan Zewen and Su Ru in the photo looked almost the same as when they were holding Shan Yin in their arms and going to the amusement park. They were both smiling happily and gently.

But when I think of how little Dan Yin was, who had just had a happy childhood, and suddenly lost both his parents.

Pei Yunhe couldn't help feeling sad again.

He lowered his eyes and carefully cleaned the flowers, leaves and dust on Shan Yin's tombstone. He then took the bouquet from Shan Yin's hand and placed it solemnly in the middle of the tombstone.

He said, "Dad, Mom, I'm Shan Yin's husband Pei Yunhe. Shan Yin brought me to see you."

He takes care of every detail, even cleaning, and he does it very carefully and properly, and he is not afraid of dirt at all.

Before long, the tombstone, which was previously covered in dust, was tidied up neatly and cleanly by him.

The bouquet of flowers was quietly placed in front, against the smiling faces of Shan Zewen and Su Ru, making people feel happy when they saw it.

Shan Yin took a wet towel to wipe his hands, and seeing that beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, he stood on tiptoe and wiped them away carefully.

"You don't have to tidy it up so cleanly. There are people who clean the garden regularly."

"That won't work."

Pei Yunhe held Shan Yin's hand, pressed his face against her hand, and denied her words in a serious tone.

"This is my first time meeting Mom and Dad. It's already rude of me not to be well prepared. I should do these things myself."

"Mom and Dad won't mind that."

"That won't work either."

Pei Yunhe shook his head slightly at Shan Yin, "They gave me such a precious and lovely daughter. What's wrong with me doing these little things? I should do these things."

As he spoke, he squatted down again, took out the wine and glasses he had bought on the road, filled three glasses, and said as he poured, "I have to thank my parents for giving birth to you and raising you to be so kind and gentle, and to become my wife."

He placed two cups in front of the photos of Shan Zewen and Su Ru, and picked up a cup for himself. "It's my blessing."

Even though he had never been with Shan Zewen and Su Ru, just looking at the old photos of them accompanying Shan Yin, and seeing Shan Yin's tough yet gentle temperament.

Pei Yunhe immediately knew that these two people must be very easy to get along with and reasonable people.

It was indeed his blessing and luck that he could marry Shan Yin. Shan Yin often did not talk about missing her parents, but he knew that Shan Yin must miss her parents very much and missed the time when she was loved and cared for by them.

Now that Shan Zewen and Su Ru could not be reborn, and he was already with Shan Yin, he must love and cherish Shan Yin twice or even three times on behalf of Shan Zewen and Su Ru.

To make her laugh again, as brightly and joyfully as she did in her childhood.

Thinking about it, he raised his hand and looked at the two people in the photo seriously.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry it took me so long to meet you for the first time. My marriage to Shan Yin was hasty, but please believe that my feelings for Shan Yin were never hasty, and I will never be perfunctory. Shan Yin is a gift from God to me."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"For me, there is no such great thing as this."

He looked back at Shan Yin, and in his light-colored eyes was a love that was more pious and solemn than on their wedding day. In the cool cemetery in midsummer, the love touched Shan Yin's heart along with the gentle breeze.

"So please rest assured, I will love Shan Yin more and more every day. I will use every day from now on to make up for the regret of not being able to be with Shan Yin in the past."

"Shan Yin is not just a wife in marriage to me, but also my lover."

The spicy liquor, like these words, was engraved in his flesh and blood as he drank it.

This is his promise to Shan Yin's parents, and even more so his promise to himself.

Shan Yin never thought that Pei Yunhe would say so much.

It's not like he hasn't analyzed his feelings in front of her, nor has he never expressed his love so devoutly.

Although those times were either joking or proud, or serious or solemn, but this time in front of his parents' tombstone, what he said and did was more solemn than any other time.

Shan Zewen and Su Ru have passed away for a long time, so Pei Yunhe doesn't need to lie to their spirits in heaven. If he is just pretending, then the living and the dead will know what happens in the future.

But he still said these words, as if saying them in person in front of the tombstone, which would seal the conclusion and give both parties peace of mind.

In fact, Shan Yin didn't care whether he made a promise or not. In fact, as early as two months ago, she didn't care whether Pei Yunhe could treat her with respect or not.

But for some reason, when she heard Pei Yunhe say these things with her own ears, calling her his wife and his lover.

Shan Yin's heart began to shake for no reason, her hands and feet were numb, and in an instant she thought of the days when she was with her parents, and a huge sense of security enveloped her.

It was the warmth radiated by the June sun that dispelled the chill of the cemetery and also dispelled the unspeakable loneliness she had felt over the years.

Of course, it is also the warmth brought by Pei Yunhe.

"Okay, do you want to say something to Mom and Dad?"

After Pei Yunhe, Shan Zewen and Su Ru toasted, they stood up to give Shan Yin some space.

But when he looked up, he saw that Shan Yin's eyes were misty again. His eyes suddenly widened and he was so scared that he immediately went over to help her.

"What's going on?"

Shan Yin was embarrassed and turned his head away. He answered him in a sticky voice that had been stuck in his throat for a long time: "Nothing, the wind blew in the sand."

"Then let me blow you?"

Shan Yin turned away and didn't let Pei Yunhe look at her.

"Be good, just blow it."

Pei Yunhe still insisted on helping Shan Yin, but she kept turning her face awkwardly. Pei Yunhe couldn't use any force and could only coax her.

"Shan Yin, be obedient?"

But just as he said this, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the sand that Shan Yin said had entered his eyes was probably not real sand entering his eyes.

The corners of his eyes and eyebrows instantly curved into soft arcs, and he lowered his head and said, "Can I help you blow it?"

But he didn't even try to pull Shan Yin's shoulders or hold her face.

Instead, he suddenly leaned forward, stretched out his long arms, and hugged Shan Yin tightly.

"Look, this is all right."