The capital is not a rainy place, but the rain always falls so frequently during this time of year. It floats gently in the air, hazy and somewhat desolate. This kind of drizzling rain always evokes a faint sense of longing and sorrow in people's hearts.
When the rain stopped, the damp air, mixed with the smell of dirt and car exhaust, felt somewhat oppressive.
There were quite a few people visiting the cemetery on the outskirts of the capital that day to sweep the tombs, but few were as good-looking as Zhao Yujin.
"Big Sister, we need you to call out to us." The underlings arranged the offerings and then left to guard the area outside the North District.
This is the north section of the cemetery. Those who buy here are either wealthy or noble, or loyal martyrs. They each have their own private space. Perhaps it's the wrong time, but at this moment, only Zhao Yujin is in the north section.
Zhao Yujin placed the bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums in front of the offerings, then quietly wiped the tombstone, speaking softly as she did so.
"Mom and Dad, I'm home..."
Zhao Yujin recounted her experiences abroad to them in general terms.
"Your daughter is unfilial, it's been so long since I came back to see you, I really..."
"I'm sorry... Dad always didn't want me involved in the Zhao family's internal affairs, but I have to take back what's rightfully ours..."
"My mom is always worried that I'm too much of a tomboy and keeps saying that I might never get married. I told her before that I have someone I like. Next time, I'll bring him over so you can meet him, okay?"
“He is very good, better than anyone else in the world. You who know him will definitely like him.” When talking about this topic, the sadness on Zhao Yujin’s face seemed to lessen a little.
After wiping it clean, Zhao Yujin looked at the photos of the two people on the monument, her fingertips brushing against it, and tears involuntarily dripped down her cheeks.
"I really miss...I miss you all so much..."
Zhao Yujin's mood only remained low for a few minutes before she wiped away her tears and tidied herself up.
"I have to go. I can't stay any longer. Those beasts from the Zhao family will have their eyes on this place..."
After saying that, Zhao Yujin left with his group of followers.
Right after Zhao Yujin left, Xie Wei arrived at the North District with Xu Daiwei.
When Xu Daiwei was about to return to China with Xie Wei, although she said she wanted her parents to stay there, Xie Wei still built a tombstone for them in China.
After placing the offerings, Xie Wei left for a while, leaving Xu Daiwei to talk to them.
Looking up, I saw that the rain had stopped and the sky had just cleared, but now dark clouds were gathering again, and it looked like it was going to rain again.
I looked away and glanced at the tombstone beside me. There were offerings and flowers, so the visitor must have just come.
Since Xie Wei had stepped into someone else's territory, he naturally had to observe proper etiquette and bowed slightly.
After he finished bowing, he heard Xu Daiwei calling him, so he went over.
"Mom and Dad, let me introduce you. This is your son-in-law. I have good taste, don't I?"
"Hello, uncles and aunts, I am Xie Wei... I will take good care of Xiao Wei, don't worry."
"So, I'm very happy, you don't need to worry..."
Xu Daiwei and Xie Wei stayed and talked for a while before leaving.
"Hmm? What's wrong, brother?" Xu Daiwei asked, puzzled, as she felt a warm, large hand gently stroking her head.
Xie Wei lowered his head and kissed Xu Daiwei's red eyes, which were still red from crying.
Seeing the heartache in his eyes, Xu Daiwei smiled and leaned into his arms, meeting his gaze. "Brother, I'm very happy now."
"Really?" Xie Wei hugged her tighter.
Xu Daiwei nodded.
"May you always be happy."
...
Qingming Festival.
I can't talk about happiness; I only seek peace and health.
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