"Why?"

Liang Shiyue suddenly turned her head.

Her cherry-like lips were agape, as she tried to find the answer on Lu Yi's face.

Lu Yi lowered his voice.

"Don't you think she's changed? You won't be living in the same city anymore, and you won't see each other much..."

"If you enjoy boating on the lake, I'll take you to Fengcheng for a trip, and we'll have a blast!"

Liang Shiyue is an extremely thoughtful girl.

From childhood to adulthood, I've only ever had one close best friend, Lin Xiaoya.

Lu Yi couldn't imagine what kind of shock she would suffer if she saw Lin Xiaoya's current mindset and appearance.

Liang Shiyue puffed out her cheeks, tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Okay! Tomorrow is the forty-ninth day after Uncle Lu's death, and my mother and I will go to the cemetery together..."

She found an excuse that could convince herself and quickly put the doubt that had arisen in her heart out of her mind.

Lu Yi grasped her hand. "Xiao Yue, no matter what, trust me, okay?"

Seeing his serious expression, Liang Shiyue looked up and earnestly agreed.

Once he was sure she wouldn't go again, Lu Yi got up and headed to the kitchen.

"Auntie, thank you for all that you prepared for my uncle. I'm so grateful to you, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."

Mrs. Liang turned off the stove.

Remove the heat-resistant gloves from the spice rack.

“Your uncle and I are old acquaintances. Even without our connection, this is what I should do.”

"Xiao Yi, after you finish seeing Lao Lu off this time, you'll be starting school soon, so don't come back for the seven-week period. Leave it to me."

Lu Yi nodded and took the gloves. "Auntie, let me carry them."

Mother Liang called out, "Xiaoyue, come and serve the dishes. Look at Lu Yi, and then look at yourself. You can't be so lazy in the future."

"Mom, I'm at home, okay?"

Facing the two people she loves most, Liang Shiyue acted coquettishly without any restraint...