【Tomb of my beloved wife Xia Ruoming】

She was unable to grant the person she loved most a name when she was alive, but at least she should be able to rest in peace after her death.

After Xia Ruoming passed away, Jiang Ruhua's spirit quickly deflated. Half a year later, she handed over all her original share of things to Jiang Huaiyun to take care of. In just six months, she, who originally had chestnut hair, had grown many white hairs visible to the naked eye. Although she was wrapped tightly when she went out and it could not be seen, Jiang Huaiyun knew that his sister had become terribly thin, even unrecognizable.

Jiang Huaiyun wanted to know whether Jiang Zhennan felt any regret when he saw his most beloved granddaughter become like this.

Forget it. I guess that old antique won’t regret it.

That midsummer was the last time Jiang Ruhua visited Xia Ruoming. She was too weak to go out alone. With the help of Jiang Huaiyun, she picked the white lilies she had grown and placed them in front of Xia Ruoming's grave. Then she sat down and leaned on the grave, saying a lot of things that only they knew.

After saying goodbye to Xia Ruoming, Jiang Ruhua looked at Jiang Huaiyun, and Jiang Huaiyun also saw endless sadness in those eyes.

"Brother, can you promise your sister one thing..." The voice was so weak that it was heartbreaking.

"Just tell me, Ruhua. No matter what it is, I will agree to it."

"After I die, please bury me next to Xia Ruoming's grave." Jiang Ruhua said word by word. Her voice was like a candle in the wind, as if it would go out at any time. "She and I were not able to be together in this world. Please let us never be separated in the afterlife..."

Jiang Ruhua no longer cared what Jiang Zhennan thought. She had already chosen a location for herself in Weijiang Cemetery. If her body could not be delivered in the end, Weijiang Cemetery would build a cenotaph for her. She had also already thought of her own words to be engraved on the tombstone.

[Tomb of Xia Ruoming’s wife Jiang Ruhua]