Chapter 91 The Metaphysics Master's Fiancée 08
Blue cornflower
Luo Shuyu posted a rare update: a picture of a person walking forward with their back to the camera. However, she quickly deleted it. Lin Jing, who had added Luo Shuyu on WeChat at the hospital, immediately sensed something was amiss and promptly informed Jiang Yiqing.
"Yiqing, what's wrong? You and Luo Shi aren't talking anymore? Is it because she's jealous of Rin? Please don't do this, I didn't mean it." Lin Jing sent a WeChat message to Jiang Yiqing.
Jiang Yiqing wasn't used to using a mobile phone yet, and only then did she realize that Lin Jing had sent her a lot of news related to Luo Shuyu before, apparently trying to match them up. Not only did she not notice, but she also didn't know about her engagement with Luo Shuyu. Thinking about it now... she was really confused.
“It’s a problem between us…,” Jiang Yiqing said.
Lin Jing said, "Yi Qing, you're not heartbroken, are you? If you loudly proclaim that you never cared about her at all, I might believe you more. I think being rejected by her must be really hard to bear."
How come I was the one who got rejected? But if someone like Luo Shuyu got dumped, that would be even bigger news, so let's just leave it at that.
"You're overthinking it. There hasn't even been a beginning between us..." Jiang Yiqing still often thinks back to how Luo Shuyu took care of her in the hospital, and now she's asking her for help to get through this difficult time. Jiang Yiqing feels that saying such things would probably bring divine retribution.
Why is she feeling so bad? However, a woman as aloof and ethereal as Luo Shuyu would probably think of herself as a vulgar person, and that she wouldn't like her at all. So what is she struggling with?
Besides, since I hurt her with my words, she's even less likely to talk to me anymore.
At this moment, Jiang's mother also called.
"Yiqing, what's going on? Shuyu told me the engagement is off. You're both getting on in years, why are you acting so impulsively?"
Jiang Shangwei just asked for two holy image pendants and prayed for the two of them so many times, but in the end, their relationship broke down just like that. Were the gods she prayed to fake?
"..."
"You silly child, I knew it, it must be your fault. It's one thing to be carefree all the time, but why aren't you more careful when it comes to relationships? What's wrong with Shuyu? If you miss her, where will you find someone better than her?"
Jiang Yiqing said, "Mom, you're right. I also think it's my problem."
"Since that's what you think, apologize to her right now, and then you two can make up."
Jiang Yiqing felt it was wrong to disobey her, but she couldn't help but speak her mind: "Mom, I won't trouble Sister Luo with my affairs. Tell her to go back. She's so busy, it's not worth her worrying about my problems. I can get through this on my own."
“…Yi Qing?” Jiang Shangwei was truly dumbfounded. In her memory, her daughter did have particularly stubborn moments, and at times like this, no one could help her. She was startled and said, “Don’t make a decision so easily. Mom has already booked a plane ticket and will come back to deal with this matter immediately. How could you joke about your own life like this, child?”
"..." Jiang Yiqing remained silent.
"Did you hear that?" Jiang Shangwei asked Li Tingfang, who was standing to the side, "It's your turn to take action. Yi Qing is afraid of you and is willing to listen to you."
Li Tingfang frowned and said, "Feelings are hard to force. What you just said went a bit too far."
"Are we really going to watch them break up?" Jiang Shangwei asked.
“…Let’s go back first,” Li Tingfang said. “It was really inappropriate that we weren’t there when Yiqing broke her leg.”
"Yes, it's Yiqing's birthday month now, we should definitely be by her side."
*
Jiang Yiqing read the diary left by Yiqing before. It said that even though the girl seemed lively, she also had lonely and fragile moments inside.
The diary also records things related to Wang Yue'er.
“Until I was fifteen, I would still think of Wang Yue’er from time to time. My memory isn’t very good, and I don’t know why she left before we moved. My mother told me that there was something going on in her hometown, so the whole family moved away. If that’s the case, I hope Yue’er can have a wonderful life. By the way, Yue’er’s favorite flower was the black cornflower. When she told me that, I thought she was a strange girl who liked black flowers. Later I learned that the black cornflower is the name of a plant.”
...
Aunt Qin told Jiang Yiqing, "Miss Luo has something to do and said she has to go to Y City. She will be back tomorrow and we shouldn't worry."
Before the Jiang family moved to Jiangcheng, they lived in Y City. Based on what Luo Shuyu told her about Wang Yue'er's death, Jiang Yiqing somehow guessed that she was going to see Wang Yue'er.
Jiang Yiqing thought that her going might cause trouble for Luo Shuyu, but Luo Shuyu didn't actually need to go. So, was she visiting an old friend on behalf of the original Yiqing? Jiang Yiqing's mind raced with thoughts, and she nervously sent her a message.
"Yue'er likes black cornflowers. Please offer her a bunch, as a way of fulfilling Yiqing's wish."
"Why don't you do it yourself? Isn't your leg injury healed?" Luo Shuyu replied quickly.
Jiang Yiqing was stunned. She thought Luo Shuyu wouldn't pay any attention to her, but unexpectedly, she seemed no different from usual. Did that mean that even without a marriage alliance, they could still be friends?
"You don't want to see me either, do you?" Jiang Yiqing said.
"Forget it, don't come."
Jiang Yiqing was pondering the meaning of those words when Luo Shuyu added, "Many people in Y City know you, so coming here might backfire. Anyway, nobody knows me, so I can go and pay my respects to Wang Yue'er for you. Flowers—I'll offer them."
After getting off the plane, Luo Shuyu searched for large flower shops along the way to the cemetery and finally found one, then took a taxi there.
While in the car, she took out the business card of the person in charge of Qingnan Flower and Plant Market from her bag. Because she had ordered a large number of flowers for Jiang Yiqing there, the owner had given her the business card, which had a QR code. By scanning the code, she could see the flowers that were currently being sold and trace the condition of the flowers during their growth.
Luo Shuyu seemed thoughtful. She didn't know why Jiang Yiqing wanted so many flowers, and she hadn't seen Aunt Qin take them away, which was quite strange, but she didn't ask Jiang Yiqing.
It's too late to order black cornflowers now, so I might as well just go and buy them on-site.
When Luo Shuyu arrived at the flower shop, the owner, having contacted her in advance, led her to a bouquet of black cornflowers and introduced it to her: "Beautiful lady, you have excellent taste. Not many people like this flower, but it shows your refined taste. Our flowers are all air-freighted from Europe and were still being cultivated in foreign soil yesterday. Apart from the fact that the price is a bit higher, there are no drawbacks."
Luo Shuyu asked, "What kind of people like black cornflowers?"
The boss was confused by the question, but he forced himself to say, "The meaning of black cornflower is encounter, destined meeting, and unforgettable happiness. Whether it is short or long, an encounter is always something to be thankful for and joyful about. Don't be attached, don't force it, and believe that everything is the best arrangement - this is what I think black cornflower represents."
"I think you're absolutely right." It really reflects Luo Shuyu's current state of mind. Letting go of unwarranted desires and being herself is the right thing to do, isn't it?
The florist added, "By the way! Black cornflowers can also be used for marriage divination. Look at its purple inflorescence and dark bracts; it's quite unique compared to other flowers."
“They are indeed very beautiful flowers.” Luo Shuyu chose a bunch with the most blue flowers.
As it left the florist, the black cornflowers, swaying in the wind, seemed to nod and smile.
Wearing a black coat and holding blue cornflowers, she boarded the car bound for St. Père's Cemetery.
After a while, the car began to climb the hill. The cemetery is located at a relatively high altitude in the city, facing the bay, and it really gives you the feeling of facing the sea.
After getting off the bus, Luo Shuyu began searching for Wang Yue'er's grave based on the information she had received after paying the fee.
It was winter, and the sky was dark. There were few people in the cemetery. Luo Shuyu finally found the tombstone, placed the bouquet in front of it, put her hands together, and bowed her head to pray for a while.
When she opened her eyes, the caretaker said curiously, "I haven't seen anyone come for so long, I thought this little girl had been forgotten."
"Sorry, I'm just too busy." Luo Shuyu didn't expect anyone to talk to her, but she still said it anyway.
"It's such a pity. She was only five years old when she passed away. Were you her older sister?"
“No,” Luo Shuyu said. “He’s just an ordinary person with some connection to me.”
The administrator shook his head and asked no more questions.
Looking at the words written on the tombstone and then gazing at the sea, Luo Shuyu thought of a casual remark she had made. That seemingly insignificant fate meant that a vibrant life would have to stay here alone forever, and her mood suddenly became somewhat depressed.
She took out her phone and suddenly wanted to talk to someone. She opened the chat window and saw that it was still her conversation with Jiang Yiqing.
She is usually too withdrawn and has very few friends besides work-related interactions.
"I've finished offering the flowers, and I'm about to leave."
"Thank you for your help."
Luo Shuyu gave a wry smile, took one last look at the cornflower, and turned to leave.
She didn't have a particular reason to visit Wang Yue'er; she did it to clear her mind and escape the feeling of being trapped in Jiangcheng.
Why is this happening? I haven't known Jiang Yiqing for very long, but I feel a sense of destiny pulling me along.
Just like the meaning of this bunch of cornflowers, is this what a fateful encounter feels like?
*
The administrator's phone rang, and Sister Wang was immediately startled. She said, "I've raised the money almost right away. I hope you can give me a little more time."
“I’m not here to urge payment; someone has already paid. I just saw someone visiting your daughter today, so I wanted to let you know.”
"Who is it?" After all these years of disgrace and ruin, who still remembers them, mother and daughter?
"I don't know. She's about the same age as your daughter and even presented a bouquet of blue cornflowers."
"...That's Yue'er's favorite flower." Who would know? Thinking this, Aunt Wang bit her lip hard, even when it bled, she didn't let go.
"Jiang Yiqing, my daughter and I don't need your fake kindness. Do you think this can make up for everything I've lost over the years?"
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