I wonder how Cancan and the others are doing.
Shen Shiyue turned to look at Shen Jiazhou and said, "Uncle, take me to see my dad."
He already knew where his father's grave was, but he didn't want to go there himself.
Shen Jiazhou stopped, and Shen Shiyue also stopped, turning to look at Shen Jiazhou: "Uncle?"
Shen Jiazhou snapped out of his reverie and nodded: "Go now and tell him the good news that you've finished your exams."
It's indeed time to talk to Shen Shiyue about some old times.
The two arrived at the cemetery at 6:30.
The sky in the distance was dyed pinkish-purple by the setting sun, making the whole sky look like an oil painting.
Shen Jiazhou led Shen Shiyue to Shen Jiachen's tombstone, where the photo on the tombstone still showed him looking young.
When Shen Shiyue was working on the system in Can Can's mind, he had come to his father's grave with them, but when he actually came here on his own, his state of mind was different.
He stared at the photo, his nose tingling and his eyes slightly red, but he quickly suppressed it, stepped forward, and placed the bouquet of flowers his uncle had given him in front of the tombstone.
Shen Jiazhou sighed, turned his back, and looked at the sunset in the distance.
Shen Shiyue had thought he had a lot to say, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything. Finally, he knelt down, kowtowed three times, and whispered, "Dad, I've come to see you."
Shen Shiyue remained kneeling, his eyes fixed on the photo on the tombstone. Shen Jiachen looked at him with a smile, as if gently praising him.
Shen Shiyue raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and then kowtowed three times firmly.
He stood up, turned to Shen Jiazhou and said, "Uncle, let's go."
Shen Jiazhou was somewhat surprised. He turned around and asked, "Aren't you going to say something to your father?"
“I said it in my heart,” Shen Shiyue said. “I will have plenty of time to talk to my dad in the future. By the way, Uncle, I want to move my mother’s grave here as well.”
Shen Jiazhou has hired someone to clean Wen Zhixia's grave over the years, and Shen Shiyue goes back several times a year. But the couple has been separated for too long, and it's time for them to meet again.
“Okay.” Shen Jiazhou had no questions: “Once you’ve decided, I’ll ask someone to choose an auspicious day and get it done.”
Shen Shiyue nodded, gazing at the distant sunset for a while, and then said, "Let's go, Uncle."
Shen Jiazhou's gaze fell on the tombstone, then he looked away and hummed in agreement: "Let's go."
As the two walked back, a gentle breeze ruffled their hair and clothes. Shen Shiyue sensed something and turned around to look. Shen Jiachen seemed to be standing in the distance, watching them go.
Shen Shiyue turned his gaze back to Shen Jiazhou, who was walking down the aisle.
My uncle's back is still upright, but he is no longer the same as when he was young.
Shen Shiyue followed his uncle down the steps, just like when he was a child, following closely behind his uncle.
His uncle shielded him from rain, snow, wind, and frost, leaving him a bright and sunny day.
He slightly raised his head, the afterglow falling on him, and he quickly followed Shen Jiazhou, walking down the street side by side with him.
This time, he would face it together with his uncle, and bid farewell to the sunset and the moonlight together.
Their lives will not repeat the same mistakes; looking ahead, the dawn has broken.
(The big cub is finished~)
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