Chapter 936 Who is she

"Let's go." Lin Zihang called her.

Su Jiuyao came to her senses and walked towards the cabin.

Lin Zihang pointed to a piece of land behind the house and said that this used to be a small garden. There was a tree with a large crown in the garden, and his father installed a swing on a horizontal thick trunk.

At that time, my father would always sit alone in the cabin for a while and have a couple of drinks.

Lin Zihang sat on the swing outside, looking at the sea and listening to music.

Looking at the now deserted garden, Lin Zihang also revealed a trace of sadness.

"Unfortunately, the big tree was cut down and the small garden was left unattended, so it became barren. When my father came last year, he said he hadn't been able to take good care of the garden, which was a pity."

Su Jiuyao listened quietly. It seemed that Uncle Lin cared very much about the people who had lived here.

Lin Zihang said that he was not sure whether the other person was a man or a woman, but he guessed that it was a woman because his father would send a bouquet of white roses every year.

Su Jiuyao couldn't help but think again, if Uncle Lin had been so in love with another woman, even if that woman had passed away, wouldn't Aunt Lin be sad?

"I've never heard you mention your mother." Su Jiuyao said.

Lin Zihang's eyes turned a little cold. After a moment, he said, "Because I haven't met her either. I only know that she was a jewelry designer and she passed away after giving birth to me."

His face was gloomy, and after a pause, he said, "No matter why she left me and my father, she was not a good mother."

Su Jiuyao pursed her lips. She didn't expect things to be like this. She could also see that Lin Zihang didn't want to mention his mother, so Jiuyao didn't continue this depressing topic.

No matter what the relationship between Uncle Lin, Aunt Lin, and the lady on the beach is, it is the feelings of the previous generation.

As a junior, it is better not to speculate too much.

They arrived at the wooden house and Lin Zihang took the key to open the door.

Su Jiuyao suddenly thought of something: "You didn't bring roses today."

Lin Zihang smiled and opened the door.

"Then what is this?"

Su Jiuyao looked inside the room. On the small dressing table diagonally opposite the door stood a vase with a bunch of relatively fresh white roses in it.

"Have you been here before?"

Lin Zihang scratched his hair and replied. "I bought flowers from downtown Nanwan when I came here, and I put them in the arrangement right here. I'm afraid the flowers won't look good if I come back today."

In fact, the original plan was to pay tribute to my father’s friend on the second day after arriving in the small fishing village, and then return home.

But because he met Jiuyao by chance, he changed his mind temporarily. He was afraid that the flowers would become stale if they were kept in his hands for too long, so when he decided to postpone his departure for two days, Lin Zihang put the flowers over first.

Su Jiuyao glanced at him with a smile, "I didn't expect Young Master Lin to be so thoughtful."

He scratched his hair again: "I'm not careless."

Lin Zihang had no feelings for the owner of the house, but he had to do his father's bidding properly. His father had specifically asked him to send this bouquet of flowers, and he didn't want to send a bouquet of wilted roses.

Next, he will complete the second task assigned by his father, which is to clean the room.

"I need to clean the house. Xiaojiu, please wait outside. There's a lot of dust."

Su Jiuyao didn't respond. She was sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at the mirror, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Xiaojiu?"

She came back to her senses and asked, "What did you just say?"

Lin Zihang repeated it again, saying that he needed to clean the room and asked Su Jiuyao to wait outside.

After saying that, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed in it?"