Chapter 545 I Miss You So Much
Shi Nian stayed here for a long time.
She kept throwing paper money into the fire, and the firelight illuminated her face.
She said a lot, about herself, about the people around her, about the current situation, and many other things.
From dusk until nightfall.
Finally, the paper money in her hand was almost burned out.
She threw the last handful of paper money into the flames and looked through the burning flames at Shi Yichen's photo.
She knew she should be happy, but she was still sad inside.
"Dad, after telling you all this, what do you think..." Her eyes were red, and she forced a smile, saying softly, "Have I done it?"
But it was quiet here, and there was no response.
The flickering firelight cast shadows on her face, obscuring her expression.
Feeling sad, Shi Nian lowered her eyes slightly.
"Dad, I miss you so much..." Her voice was very soft, so soft that it could be heard with a gust of wind.
In the darkness, the firelight illuminated only a limited area, and the cemetery was eerily quiet.
Shi Nian lowered her head and sadly wiped the corner of her eye.
Even if revenge is achieved, everything that has happened over the years...
If she could, she would prefer that her family stay together forever.
A gentle breeze was blowing.
The leaves rustled nearby, as if someone wanted to say something.
Shi Nian's hair was also gently blown by the wind.
But she kept her head down and didn't notice.
The wind grew stronger and stronger, and suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, stirring up the ashes of the burning paper money in front of Shi Nian.
The wind blew up the ashes, and endless flames swirled upwards around the wind-blown hole.
Then, another gust of wind blew in.
The center of the whirlpool became Shi Nian, surrounded by the flickering flames that swirled around her.
Shi Nian had already raised her head, her lips slightly parted, staring at the flames in disbelief.
Through the flames, she looked at the tombstone in front of her.
"Dad, is that you?"
Tears could no longer be held back and kept falling.
The wind was still blowing, and the firelight continued to dance around her, as if offering comfort.
It's as if it's saying—[Niannian, you did it, you are Daddy's pride. Don't be sad, Daddy is always here for you.]
Flames danced in the air. Shi Nian reached out, wanting to touch them, but what she touched was only the ashes of the burnt paper money.
"dad……"
The wind kept blowing, swirling up all the ashes, as if offering comfort—"Don't worry, Niannian, we'll see each other again someday. Daddy will be waiting for you."
Tears kept falling, but this time, it was different from before.
Shi Nian's eyes were filled with tears, but she still nodded in the end.
"I'll be fine," she whispered, adding that this longing would continue.
The flames seemed to understand; they leaped and leaped until they finally disappeared.
Shi Nian looked at Shi Yichen's photo over there, then at the ashes in her hand, her emotions surging.
Shi Nian didn't know when someone had appeared beside her; she knew it was Huo Yanmo.
She leaned on his shoulder, and he gently held her shoulder, offering silent comfort.
After a while, Shi Nian calmed down.
She looked up and saw Huo Yanmo's concerned eyes.
Shi Nian smiled and nodded, indicating that she was alright.
Huo Yanmo took her hand in his; his palm was dry and warm.
Shi Nian looked at the tombstone again.
The paper money had all been burned, and she whispered, "Dad, I'll come see you again later."
The wind rustled the leaves, as if bidding them farewell.
Shi Nian patted the tombstone again before leaving with Huo Yanmo.
From evening until just now, Huo Yanmo has been by her side, maintaining a very appropriate distance, giving her enough space while letting her know that he is always there.
At this moment, they headed in another direction, and the butler came over with another bag of paper money that he had just bought.
Huo Yanmo reached out and took it, and the two of them walked together toward the child's grave.
But there are people here.
Sitting in his wheelchair, Lu Yanzhi was constantly throwing paper money into the fire.
Shi Nian was slightly taken aback.
Although they knew that Lu Yanzhi would come here often, this was the first time they had met face to face here.
Seemingly having heard the noise, Lu Yanzhi paused slightly in the hand holding the paper money.
He turned around and looked at them.
“Here I am,” he said.
Before Shi Nian could speak, Huo Yanmo beside her replied, "Yes, we've come to see the two children."
After saying that, he naturally took Shi Nian's hand and came over together.
Lu Yanzhi merely glanced at their clasped hands, said nothing, and nodded.
Huo Yanmo half-squatted down, opened the bag, took out the paper money inside, and then conjured a small chair for Shi Nian from somewhere, so that she could sit down.
Then, he placed the paper money in her hand, lit another fire, and threw it into it.
Shi Nian looked at Huo Yanmo.
He seemed to notice her gaze and gave her a strange look.
Shi Nian knew she was overthinking things.
So she smiled and said, "I want to burn two paper kittens."
"Like this..." Huo Yanmo rummaged through the bag, took out two paper kittens, and handed them to her.
Shi Nian reached out and took it, then threw it into the fire.
Lu Yanzhi glanced at Shi Nian and Huo Yanmo's huge bags, then at the paper money in his own hand.
Lu Yanzhi said, "I didn't know there were these."
While burning various paper offerings, Huo Yanmo said, "They are all children, it's normal for children to like these things."
Lu Yanzhi stared blankly as Huo Yanmo took out two more paper toy cars from the bag and threw them into the fire.
It seems... Huo Yanmo has a point.
Lu Yanzhi looked at the paper money in his hand again.
It seems like it's always been like this. Huo Yanmo is considerate and caring, but it seems like all he does is give money.
Huo Yanmo not only burned the items himself, but also kept taking them out and handing them to Shi Nian to burn.
There are all sorts of paper-made clothes, jewelry, and so on, a wide variety of strange and wonderful items.
"Could...you share some with me?" Lu Yanzhi asked.
Huo Yanmo paused slightly, then looked up at Lu Yanzhi.
The two looked at each other.
The firelight flickered, and finally Lu Yanzhi lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the firelight to the side.
Huo Yanmo didn't say anything, he just continued burning things.
Shi Nian watched all this, unsure of what to say.
Then all three of them fell silent.
It burned for a long time, and Shi Nian and Huo Yanmo were the first to finish burning it.
Huo Yanmo helped Shi Nian stand up, put away the small chair, and the two said goodbye to the children before walking outside.
Just as Huo Yanmo passed by Lu Yanzhi, he slipped something into Shi Nian's hand.
Shi Nian looked down and saw two pairs of paper gloves.
She looked up at Huo Yanmo, who was smiling at her.
Shi Nian understood.
Then, she turned to the side and placed the two pairs of small gloves on Lu Yanzhi's wheelchair.
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