Moreover, last night, Lin Sheng received a phone call from the third young master of the Meng family, Meng Zhi. The voice on the other end was earnest and full of instructions, imploring Lin Sheng to take good care of Gu Dai today and ensure that nothing went wrong.
Gu Dai, seeing Lin Sheng's insistence, decided not to persuade him further.
Though she had spent the night without sleep, her face revealing signs of fatigue, upon laying eyes on the photos of her parents on the tombstone, she felt an unprecedented clarity. Her eyes, red, were fixed on the scene before her.
The black and white photos, worn and washed by rain, still radiated the memory of her parents. Her father, a picture of gentle refinement; her mother, serene and elegant. It made people feel a profound sense of time's gentle passage.
Images of times spent with her parents flashed through Gu Dai's mind, and she knelt on the ground, head bowed, tears slowly escaping her reddened eyes.
