The atmosphere was much more relaxed than expected. Xia Lian didn't shed tears, but her voice choked up a little. However, she quickly composed herself and smiled faintly.
"I'm sorry, Mom... I haven't been able to come see you for so long." Xia Lian half-squatted on the ground and walked forward, reaching out to gently stroke the black and white photo on the tombstone.
It was like a mother and daughter chatting as usual, except that unlike in the hospital, this time the mother could no longer touch her face and show a gentle smile.
"Are you watching me over there?" Xia Lian's gaze softened, and her speech quickened unconsciously, without her usual stuttering.
"I've moved now... I'm sorry I should have told you sooner, but I was just too sad at the time... I didn't have time to visit you."
Xia Lian forced a smile, "Don't worry about me, I've met some really nice people, they're all so good to me..."
Wenmo didn't speak, but just stood aside and listened to her reminisce with her mother and report on her current life. Although she forced a smile on the surface, the deep sadness behind the smile could not be hidden.
Three months can more or less dispel some of the grief over my mother's death, but when I see that familiar face again, all the memories rush into my head at once.
When life is fulfilling enough, sadness can indeed be masked.
But when I truly relaxed and looked back, all those memories of my mother, along with this black and white photograph, flooded my mind, making me feel both bittersweet and heartbroken, and my vision seemed to blur.
"I'm living a good life now. I've made friends and even have a boyfriend." As she said this, Xia Lian wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, stood up, and pulled Wen Mo, who was beside her, over as well.
Wenmo took out a bouquet of flowers that he had bought beforehand.
It was a large bunch of sunflowers. According to Xia Lian, her mother's favorite flower was the sunflower because no matter what happened, the sunflower always faced the sun, which her mother liked very much.
Wen Mo placed the bouquet in front of the grave, bowed slightly to show his respect, and then squatted down next to Xia Lian, tightly holding her slightly helpless little hand.
"Hello Aunt Zhou, I'm Xiaolian's boyfriend, my name is Wen Mo."
Unlike when Xia Lian met her parents, this time it was to be more formal and serious.
The woman in the photo is beautiful and bears a striking resemblance to Xia Lian. Her smile is incredibly clear, suggesting that she was probably a cheerful person in her lifetime.
But the somber black and white color added a sense of heaviness to the smile. Wen Mo was a little nervous, but still wanted to give Aunt Zhou the best first impression.
“Xiaolian and I are currently studying at the same school. She has excellent grades, so you don’t need to worry about that. Also, we have plenty of living expenses. Xiaolian has gained several pounds recently, but she has already gotten used to life here and is studying hard and making friends…”
As if having a casual chat, Wen Mo gradually relaxed from her initial tension, as if she were having a friendly conversation with an elder who could not speak, all so that Aunt Zhou could know that her daughter was currently very happy.
There was another very important point that Wenmo was hesitant about whether to tell Aunt Zhou as well.
"And also... there's the matter of my relationship with Xiaolian, which might be..."
Wen Mo stammered, his throat inexplicably dry, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say them. This feeling was even more nervous than when he was being honest with Wen Yiquan.
"It's okay."
In that moment of hesitation, Xia Lian looked over with gentle eyes. She didn't say anything, but her eyes held a myriad of emotions as she repeated, "It's okay, definitely."
Wen Mo paused for a few seconds, then smiled, understanding her meaning. He turned back to look at Aunt Zhou in the photo and said seriously, "My father's name is Wen Yiquan. Is he your cousin or cousin? I am his son, which means that your daughter and I are cousins."
"I know this might sound a little strange, but it's okay. I'll take good care of Xiaolian! Really! I'll never let her suffer any injustice!"
Wen Mo was a little anxious, patting his chest and loudly proclaiming all the promises in his heart. Xia Lian echoed him, her expression sincere.
“Wenmo is very good to me, Mom, don’t worry.”
In a simple sentence, she conveyed almost all her goodwill towards Wen Mo. She was introducing her future son-in-law to her mother, even though this son-in-law was a bit strange, his feelings for Xia Lian were unwavering.
The two of them repeatedly poured out their hearts to the tombstone, hoping that their mother in heaven could hear them and that she would no longer worry so much and could finally rest easy.
Even just one more glance from heaven would be enough, to hear the heartfelt words of these two children.
They talked a lot, such as whether they would buy a house in the future, when they would go to college, what their current family situation was like, whether their interpersonal relationships had changed, and how Winmer's parents viewed things.
But the focus was more on discussing their current lives and explaining what kind of person Winmer is.
Which mother doesn't want her daughter to marry into a good family? Wenmo may not be the most upright person, but he's always there when he needs to be.
Including his promise that he would never let Xia Lian suffer any injustice, he truly intended to stay by Lian Bao's side for the rest of his life, and his future plans were all based on Xia Lian's footsteps.
Wen Mo didn't know what Aunt Zhou was thinking at this moment, but since things had come to this point, if it was appropriate, he really wanted to kowtow to Aunt Zhou three times to express his sincerity.
Even if you have to beg, please entrust your daughter to me with peace of mind. I won't make any other vows, but I will take good care of her and stay by her side for the rest of my life, and the next life after that.
As if he wanted to tell Aunt Zhou about his current life, Wen Mo hadn't spoken such a long sentence in a long time, but now he felt incredibly fulfilled, as if Aunt Zhou had gently patted his shoulder and could feel his true feelings.
"I feel much more relaxed."
Wen Mo squinted and looked up at the sky full of dark clouds. Suddenly, a few rays of sunlight shone through the clouds, breaking through the gloomy sky.
It's much warmer now.
Aunt Zhou seemed to have heard it too.
"Mom, I will live a good life and continue to live with Wenmo. You also need to take good care of yourself, okay...?"
Xia Lian was already kneeling in front of the grave, revealing a gentle smile as beautiful and pure as her mother's in the photo. However, her voice was choked with sobs, and a few tears fell into the sunlight along with that smile.
"I really miss you so much..."
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