Chapter 96 The fire ignited as she climbed all over him.
I saw Ge Qiuling again on the day Zhang Jiandong was buried.
The weather was gloomy, and a cold wind was blowing.
In the cemetery, she cried until she was completely exhausted and could only stand with Zhang Chenyi's support.
In just a few days, she looked much more haggard and aged.
But the moment she saw Xin Mian appear, she stopped crying, then put on a cold and disgusted expression, let go of Zhang Chenyi's hand, and stubbornly refused to be helped.
Zhang Jiandong was well-liked at the company. He was hardworking and conscientious, liked by his superiors, and his colleagues enjoyed his company. That's why so many people came to pay their respects today.
In the crowd, Xin Mian stood at the front right, with Chi Yu beside her.
He stood close to her, his arm around her shoulder, offering her support so that her thin, slender body wouldn't shiver in the cold wind.
The man was tall and handsome, and his black clothes made his already imposing aura even more solemn. People standing behind him would always be unconsciously attracted by his outstanding height.
Even Zhang Chenyi would occasionally glance over.
Xinmian stared blankly at the coffin in front of her, her mind filled with countless thoughts.
Before their parents divorced, the three of them were a happy family, going to amusement parks and spring outings during holidays.
After the divorce, she lived with her mother. Even after Zhang Jiandong and Ge Qiuling got married, he would still visit her every month, bringing her gifts and taking her to the mall.
Later, her mother passed away, and Zhang Jiandong took her in.
The kind, loving smile of her father in her memory was gradually replaced by earnest advice; he often frowned and told her—
"Mianmian, just bear with it."
"You're the most sensible and well-behaved one, don't worry about these things."
"They're all minor things, don't always take them to heart."
So many scenes from her childhood flashed through Xin Mian's mind, blurring her vision and making her feel suddenly dazed.
She was jolted back to her senses when she heard the sound of the coffin being sealed with earth.
Ge Qiuling finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed into Zhang Chenyi's arms in tears.
A light rain began to fall from the sky, the dampness carrying a chill that easily seeped into one's bones.
Chi Yu pulled her closer, his large hand shielding her head from the wind and rain.
Xinmian kept her eyes fixed on the coffin until they ached.
She blinked and lowered her gaze.
People behind them were whispering, saying that the father and daughter had a bad relationship, and why the daughter wasn't crying.
She ignored her.
Once the burial was completed, relatives and friends expressed their approval one by one.
Once everything was finished, everyone else left, leaving only Xin Mian, Chi Yu, Ge Qiuling, and Zhang Chenyi in front of the grave.
Standing in the drizzle for a long time, Ge Qiuling's hair was soaked, and under the gray sky, it looked as if many white hairs had grown out of nowhere.
With Chi Yu protecting her, Xin Mian only had a few raindrops on her trouser legs, while the rest of her body remained dry.
The surroundings were quiet, and no one spoke.
After a long while, Ge Qiuling raised her eyes and gave her a cold glance, then patted Zhang Chenyi's hand, signaling him to go home.
The two did not exchange a single word from beginning to end.
Xin Mian could tell that Ge Qiuling wanted to rush over and yell at her several times, but she held back.
As the footsteps behind her faded away, she stood in front of the grave for a few more minutes, her neck stiffening slightly as she turned, and said softly, "Let's go back."
"good."
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang.
It was a call from the deliveryman.
After staying in Yuncheng for a few days, Xinmian asked Qin Shengtian to find the woolen hat she had put in her suitcase in the courtyard of Dongpu Lane and send it over.
The deliveryman said it had been delivered and left at the hotel reception.
The hat was knitted for her by her mother when she was in junior high school. After the woolen hat was finished, a layer of fine fleece was added inside to make it even warmer.
Now, so many years have passed, and the hat is no longer the right size, but because it was left to her by her mother, she has kept it carefully.
I never expected that there was something hidden inside the hat.
Back in her hotel room, the first thing Xinmian did was carefully open the lining of the wool hat, and sure enough, a small key fell out.
With the key in hand, the two went out again and headed to the columbarium.
The rain has stopped, but the weather remains gloomy.
The columbarium is not in the city center; it took almost an hour to get there by car.
It's very quiet here, perhaps because it's indoors. Everyone who comes here to visit relatives and friends is very careful.
Xin Mian last came here before going to Wangshui Island. At that time, she had just received her graduation certificate and came here to say goodbye to her mother before leaving Yuncheng.
This time, Chi Yu accompanied him.
The columbarium has many niches for storing ashes, standing in rows like bookshelves in an ancient library.
Xinmian skillfully found her mother's among the many urns.
Through the glass wall of the niche, you can clearly see the photos inside, and the surroundings are very clean.
She stared at the photo for several seconds before slowly smiling and whispering, "Mom, I've come to see you."
"I'm sorry, my daughter hasn't come over in a long time. I've been on Wangshui Island and haven't been in Yuncheng..."
She spoke softly, recounting her experiences since leaving Yuncheng.
“...I have a boyfriend,” she turned to look at Chi Yu beside her and introduced him to her mother, “His name is Chi Yu, and he’s very good to me.”
"Mom, if you were here, you would definitely be very satisfied with him."
Chi Yu grasped her hand, which was hanging by her side, and solemnly looked at the memorial tablet in the niche.
"Hello, Auntie, I'm Chi Yu, Xin Mian's boyfriend."
"Thank you. Because of you, I was able to meet Xinmian. It is my good fortune to be with her."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Xinmian."
Xinmian looked up at him as she spoke.
This seemed to be the first time she had seen him so solemn and dignified, his tone earnest and serious.
A smile curved her lips, and her dimples were faintly visible on her cheeks.
The two stood in front of the memorial tablet for a while. Chi Yu knew that she had other private things to say to her mother, so she considerately went out first.
“I’ll be right at the door; you’ll see me when you come out.”
Xin Mian nodded obediently, a few strands of fluffy hair falling from her temples. He picked them up with his fingertips and gently pressed them against her cheek in a comforting gesture.
After he left, Xinmian was left all alone in the place.
She took a deep breath and slowly began, "Mom, Dad passed away. He was buried this morning..."
"......"
Half an hour later.
Xin Mian used the key to open the glass door of the urn niche. As Zhang Jiandong had said, she found the property certificate, bank card, and house key next to the outer memorial tablet.
After taking the things out, she closed and locked the door again, talked with her mother for a few more minutes, and then left.
Outside the columbarium, Chi Yu stood under the eaves, his back to her, as if he were on the phone.
As she approached, she heard his deep, cold, and intimidating voice.
"You can leave the shares to whomever you want; I'm not interested."
He hung up the phone without waiting for the other party's reaction.
The moment they turned around, their eyes met.
She hesitated before speaking, "Chi Yu..."
He strode forward, took her hand, and asked, "Did I scare you?"
Xin Mian shook her head, a vague guess forming in her mind. "Was it your father who called?"
"Hmm," he replied nonchalantly.
He asked again, "Did you take the things out?"
“Yes,” Xin Mian waved the property certificate in her hand at him, “I want to go and take a look at the house tomorrow, and also find a few housekeepers to clean it up.”
“Okay,” Chi Yu replied naturally, “I’ll find the housekeeper.”
As he spoke, he put his arm around her and led her down the steps toward the parking lot.
In winter, darkness falls quickly. Around four o'clock in the evening, the sky was dim, and the streetlights around the parking lot gradually came on.
Back in the city, the two randomly chose a restaurant for dinner. Just as they finished eating and stepped outside, it started raining again.
Fortunately, the restaurant wasn't far from the hotel. Xin Mian was held in Chi Yu's arms, and the two jogged back to the hotel.
Once in the room, fearing she might catch a cold, he immediately laid out a disposable bathtub bag for her to take a bath.
At this very moment, at nine o'clock in the evening, Xin Mian had finished showering and was lying on the bed, chatting with Qin Shengtian on her phone.
After chatting with her mother today, she felt much more relaxed, and the smile in her eyes increased.
Qin Shengtian had been in constant contact with her these past few days, so she naturally knew what had happened in Yuncheng.
I could sense that she was much more relaxed than she had been a few days ago, so I asked her, "How many more days are you going to stay in Yuncheng?"
It should take one or two days if things go smoothly, but it could take three or four days if things go slowly.
Qin Shengtian immediately sent several crying emojis to express her longing.
Xinmian, [What's wrong? Did something happen?]
The reply came quickly: "It's nothing..."
That's right, I've figured out why Yang Chengjing rejected me before.
Then he found out I knew...
It was like a tongue twister, but Xinmian understood it immediately.
She sat up abruptly. "So, what exactly is the reason?"
Qin Shengtian sent two sighing emojis, but still couldn't resist teasing her, saying, "[It's not something that can be explained in a few words. If I take up too much of your time, Brother Yu might come after me.]"
We'll talk in detail when you come back.
Xinmian couldn't wait any longer and didn't even want to type, so she sent her a voice message instead.
I have time now, you can tell me now, I...
Before he could finish speaking, a broad, warm chest pressed against his back.
She suddenly released her grip, and the voice message was sent.
The man came to her side after showering, his deep voice ringing in her ear, "Baby, what did you say?"
Xin Mian felt like the gossip she had just gotten her hands on had flown away, and she turned around to glare at him, her body sulking.
Chi Yu lowered his eyes to meet her gaze, his eyes inadvertently sweeping across her phone screen, and he immediately noticed the topic the two girls were discussing.
He raised an eyebrow slightly. "You want to know?"
Xin Mian immediately understood, "You know?"
"Cough," he rolled over, leaned against the headboard, and pulled the person steadily into his arms, "I know a little."
"Then tell me quickly."
Qin Shengtian was only halfway through her sentence when she realized she was now extremely anxious.
She was so eager to know the reason that she didn't even need him to hold her; she had already climbed onto him and was sitting astride him.
She was completely unaware of how dangerous this action was, and even snuggled up to him, nuzzling her head against his chest.
Tell me quickly...
Chi Yu's breathing suddenly became heavy.
He closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and then pinched her waist to help her sit back in a safe position.
He knew she didn't mean it that way, nor was she in the mood, especially after visiting her mother earlier that day.
So he could only endure it himself.
Xin Mian, bewildered, was pressed down beside him. Before she could speak, he said, "A motorcycle that was modified at Yang Chengjing's shop was involved in an accident on the mountain road..."
But before he could finish speaking, his phone, which was on the bedside table, rang.
Xin Mian subconsciously turned her head to look, and saw a Ningcheng number.
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Author's Note: Two people heal each other [shy]
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