Since her grandmother passed away, Xiang Yu had been in a very bad state, and Lu Heng took time off to stay with her day and night. With no adults live with Xiang Yu after her grandmother passed away, Xiang Yu became the only person in the family. Her parents arranged for funeral services and only attended the cremation and burial, leaving most of the responsibilities to Xiang Yu. She kept vigil by her grandmother's spirit, burning paper offerings. Lu Heng knew he couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he stayed by her side. Neighbors also came to help, ensuring someone was always present at the vigil and allowing Xiang Yu to rest occasionally. During these days, Lu Heng didn't see Xiang Yu cry. Her face was calm but tense, and even in sleep, she didn't seem relaxed. She had grown so thin that her cheeks were hollow, and Lu Heng couldn't help but tenderly touch her face. He had felt sorry for her since they were young, and over the years, this feeling had only deepened. He wished to take care of her, love her, and make her smile.
On the day of the cremation, her relatives bid her grandmother farewell. A neighbor aunt advised Xiang Yu not to let her tears fall on the deceased, "They won't rest in peace. Your grandmother will be worried about you and won't reincarnate, and she will suffer here!" Xiang Yu's eyes filled with tears, but as she leaned over her grandmother, she turned her head to avoid letting her tears fall. "grandma, grandma,don't worry about me. Be well, and in the next life, I will take care of you."
With only Xiang Yu left at home, Lu Heng was very worried about her, but Xiang Yu seemed even more aloof. "Don't worry, I can take care of myself." Lu Heng had many things he wanted to say to Xiang Yu, but her understanding yet sorrowful expression made it difficult to speak. He continued to visit her every week whenever he could, even if just to see her. Xiang Yu never refused but also didn't show any further interest. This situation felt somewhat torturous for Lu Heng. He wasn't sure what Xiang Yu thought, but he wanted to be part of her future.
Xiang Yu herself wasn't sure what she felt. They had known each other for many years, and Lu Heng had always been there in her life, but she just felt so tired, lacking the energy or desire to maintain a relationship. It was always Lu Heng pushing forward, while she seemed to follow passively. Did she love Lu Heng? She had asked herself but couldn't answer. Sometimes, she felt Lu Heng was something deeper than love to her, but other times, she wasn't sure if this companionship would last in her life. Having nothing meant losing wasn't as scary.
Xiang Yu remembered that one summer evening when Lu Heng waited for her under the streetlight outside her apartment. "Xiang Yu," he called her name, his eyes full of sincere love. He had followed her for a long time, through her moments of distress and weakness, always trying to protect her. Xiang Yu's heart softened suddenly. She walked up to Lu Heng, stood on tiptoe, and kissed the corner of his mouth, then smiled at him. Lu Heng's eyes were filled with disbelief, followed by overwhelming joy. He hugged Xiang Yu and looked deeply into her eyes, silently asking if he could kiss her. Xiang Yu, shy under his gaze, lowered her eyes. Lu Heng's kiss was gentle and lingering, unwilling to let go for a long time. Xiang Yu's face turned bright red, and even Lu Heng's earlobes were flushed. That night, they looked at each other and laughed like two fools.