By the time all the paper cranes were folded, Xu Chaomu could only reluctantly caress the tombstone.
"Auntie... next time I'll come to see you, Sister Shui Fu and I, we'll both miss you."
The sky today was overcast, and as soon as Xu Chaomu finished speaking, tears streamed down her cheeks.
She still wanted to cry.
Remembering every little detail from eight years ago was torturous for her heart.
"Mumu, don't cry anymore. Your aunt will hear you. She'll be very happy to know you came to see her," Shen Chi spoke as he took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, unable to bear seeing her cry.
When she cried, his heart would be moved in tandem.
"Chaomu, you go to school. I'll be fine here," Mo Shuifu told Xu Chaomu.
She glanced at Shen Chi once more, all of his gentleness reserved only for Xu Chaomu alone.
She had seen him with Bai Man in newspapers and media, but upon comparison, she realized that Shen Chi's love for Xu Chaomu was the sincere one.
