The next day, Chen Yun paid homage to the ancestors of the Shen family and began to prepare for the chance encounter with the male protagonist.
The hero rushed back from abroad on the day of Qingming Festival and went to the cemetery to pay respect to his mother. It happened to rain. On the way back, the rain was heavy and he bumped into the heroine's electric scooter when he turned a corner.
The first meeting between the two was the beginning of their death.
As Chen Yun thought about this, he suppressed the sense of morality that surged in his heart.
Since she couldn't stop the beginning of fate, she got to know the male protagonist earlier than fate and left a deep first impression.
Under normal circumstances, Chen Yun would have put on beautiful makeup to dazzle the male protagonist. But on Qingming Festival, if she dressed up in a flashy way at the cemetery, she felt that the male protagonist would be blacklisted.
She didn't know where she would meet Chen Xi, so she couldn't wait to blackmail him.
So I had to go to the People's Cemetery, where the hero would inevitably appear.
So Chen Yun put on a low-key black dress, tied her hair up with a clip, and found an excuse to slip out.
After buying the things he needed, Chen Yun glanced at the time and saw that he still had time to go.
I hailed a taxi on the side of the road.
The driver turned his head while holding the steering wheel to look at the passenger. Although he was surprised by what she was holding, he smiled and asked, "Where are you going, girl?"
"People's Cemetery." Chen Yun put down the long object in his hand and took out his phone. There was only one contact on WeChat, Yan Wan, whom he had just met yesterday. It was clean.
There is a little red dot in the circle of friends.
Chen Yun clicked on it and saw that it was Yan Wan who posted a new circle of friends.
The picture shows a group of graves in the field.
There was a circle of red paper from firecrackers and yellow paper ashes on the grave, obviously from the burning of firecrackers and paper money.
The accompanying text is: Dear ancestors, I don’t ask to become the richest woman in the world, but I can bless your descendants to stay away from villains and away from right and wrong.
Chen Yun couldn't click on the like button at all.
aThe cemeteries in the city are all located in various places and are neatly planned.
The photos taken by Yan Guan clearly show burials, with no unified location and the graves scattered around. It's quite eerie to look at at first glance.
Swipe down and the next one will appear.
This is a photo of the two of them having dinner yesterday. The slices of beef look tender and fresh.
There are four frames of pictures in total, and two of them are photos taken by Yan Wan of her. One is her side profile looking outside, and the other is her smiling sweetly at the camera.
The caption is: Everyone please make way, this is my sister.
I have to say that Yan Wan’s photos are really beautiful, she gave a thumbs up.
Chen Yun read through them one after another and found that Yan Wan’s circle of friends was very interesting. It was all about daily trivial matters. The life atmosphere she described was very good and very healing.
The constant honking of car horns drew Chen Yun's attention away from his phone. Seeing the cars remain motionless for a long time, he knew something was amiss; there must have been an accident up ahead.
The unexpected traffic jam was obviously not anticipated.
"Master, how long will it take to get there?" Shen Yun was a little anxious. The plan had been perfectly designed and was being implemented. If the fetus died in the womb, she would vomit to death.
"About ten minutes if there's no traffic," the driver consoled him, "Don't worry, it'll be clear in a moment."
There was no point in rushing, so she might as well wait patiently rather than walk. Fortunately, cars started to move soon.
Chen Yun put his phone into his bag and got ready to go.
As soon as they arrived at the cemetery, the sky was filled with rain and fog. The umbrella that Chen Yun had dragged with him finally came in handy.
The black umbrella was enormous, its handle as thick as a child's arm. Judging from the space beneath it, it could easily accommodate four or five people.
This umbrella is usually used for setting up stalls. Chen Yun had a hard time finding such a thing, and it had to be black to be more suitable for the occasion.
When they met for the first time, she had to leave an indelible impression on the male protagonist, so she had to take a risky approach.
After all, she has to be both pretty and funny.
The rain was getting heavier, crackling against the umbrellas. The worshippers began to leave.
The cemetery was halfway up the mountain. Shen Yun hiked up. She began to regret her impulsive cleverness. She observed the passersby, fearing the male protagonist would be among them. But the umbrella was too large, blocking her view, and carrying it on her shoulders made her shoulders sore.
Passersby looked sideways, and it was quite novel to see someone coming to the cemetery with a big umbrella.
"If I had known this would happen, I would have brought a small umbrella. It's not worth it, and I don't know if I can get down." Chen Yun complained about his own train of thought, feeling stupid to death.
One, two, three...nine!
Shen Yun counted and came to the ninth row.
Through the rain, I saw a man standing in front of the tombstone, motionless, like a statue.
The slender body stood upright, with his head lowered and silent. Just a silhouette, the male protagonist's natural and unique temperament made Shen Yun lock on to his target.
After all, normal mortals know to avoid the rain, but only the favored ones of heaven are foolishly caught in the April rain. The rain is cold, and anyone who does not catch a cold after such a rain is a strong man.
Chen Yun took two deep breaths and stepped forward carrying the big black umbrella handle.
The man's figure was slender and slender, neither too fat nor too thin. His calf-length black trench coat, a recent brand featured on the latest fashion shows, didn't make him look shorter; instead, it accentuated his height and accentuated his elegance.
Shen Yun stood behind her and rubbed her arms. It was her time to show off!
With one hand, she held up the heavy black umbrella, completely isolating the man from the merciless rain.
From a distance, the inexplicable appearance of the giant umbrella in the cemetery is extremely strange. The timid ones might think they have encountered something strange.
The rain in the mountains was getting heavier, and big drops of water fell to the ground, creating a splash.
The tombstones have been washed by rain and look brand new. Flowers and fruit plates are placed in front of most of the tombstones as commemorations from the living.
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