Long before I decided to divorce Gu Nianci and prepared to die, I actually thought that maybe I would be forgotten by the people of this world soon after I died.
Because Gu Nianci won't think of me.
The Xu family probably wished they had never had me, the beggar who had been their son for seven years.
As for Lin Qingxue.
At that time, I felt that although she was the person I trusted the most, our relationship was mostly professional, while Song Qingrong... was ignored and forgotten by me.
Looking back now, I realize that back then, although I considered Song Qingrong my only friend in the world, I never imagined that I was that important to her as well.
There's a saying: We often overlook the people who care about us the most, and we also hurt the people who love us the most.
That's probably what they mean.
It feels good to be remembered.
I couldn't help but laugh.
Next, I watched the two of them busy in the kitchen. Song Qingrong was in charge of preparing the ingredients, Song's mother was in charge of cooking, and I was in charge of observing.
For the first time, I felt like I had a home.
But in this home, I don't even exist.
"Mom, how do you cook the ribs?"
At this moment, Song Qingrong asked.
Without looking at her, Song's mother said as she put the ribs into the pot to blanch them, "Make them braised, the kind Xu Ruo likes."
"He might not be able to eat what he wants down there."
"We'll go over there in a bit and bring him some more."
Upon hearing this, Song Qingrong smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay."
"But...can I celebrate my birthday with Xu Ruo?"
Song's mother smiled helplessly and said, "Either is fine."
"It's your birthday today, so Mom won't interfere too much with you."
"But like I said before, Mom accepts Xu Ruo as her son-in-law, but you must remember what you promised Mom..."
"Okay, Mom!" Song Qingrong interrupted her mother. "Don't say anything more."
"Alright, Mom won't say anything today." Song's mother shook her head.
"Let's wash the vegetables first."
"good."
...
An hour later, the meal was ready. The two did not linger at home, but instead packed the food as requested by Song Qingrong and headed to Sunshine Park.
The journey was rather dull.
Today is Song Qingrong's birthday, but she doesn't seem happy at all. While sitting in the car, she just hugs the braised pork ribs she prepared for me tightly and stares out the window in silence.
I saw the helplessness and worry in Song's mother's eyes.
I also saw the unspoken heartache in that voice.
But there was nothing I could do.
I suddenly realized that I owed Song Qingrong far too much, and that I would probably have to wait until the next life to repay this debt.
The car soon arrived at Sunshine Park.
But the once quiet Sunshine Park was suddenly filled with cars, and a large crowd had gathered there.
Seeing this, I immediately had a bad feeling.
Because I recognize some of these cars.
Unsurprisingly, it came from the Xu family.
"Why would the Xu family suddenly come?" I wondered.
At this moment, Song Qingrong had already gotten out of the car. She seemed to have thought of something and quickly walked towards the crowd. I finally saw the person in the lead.
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