Lin Shiyu looked at Fu Qinglun. A few seconds later, she walked up to him.
When she arrived in front of the tombstone, she bent down to place the white bouquet in front of the tombstone and straightened her body. "Mom, I'm back to see you."
Her voice was still as pleasant as ever after these three years.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew past, rustling the leaves. Mother Lin, who was sitting on the tombstone, looked at the two of them with a smile.
When Mama Lin passed away, she had entrusted Lin Shiyu to Fu Qinglun. But it was a pity that Fu Qinglun wasn't around at that time.
Mama Lin said that she believed that no matter what happened in the future, Fu Qinglun would take care of Lin Shiyu on her behalf.
The smile on Mama Lin's face seemed to become even more loving.
The two of them stood together, both dressed in black. At this time, the sky was drizzling, and the two elegant and cold figures stood together in incomparable harmony.
Lin Shiyu was the one who spoke first. She didn't look at the man beside her, she only looked at her mother on the tombstone and said, "Thank you for coming to see my mother."
Fu Qinglun's handsome and refined face didn't reveal any emotions. He replied lightly, "You're welcome."
"How have you been?"
"Mm, not bad." With that, Fu Qinglun stuck one hand into his trousers pocket and looked at the woman beside him. He could see the lines of her beautiful face, which exuded a faint luster. "How have you been?"
Lin Shiyu turned around and looked at him with her pretty eyes. "Very good."
She said very good.
Her eyes were filled with warmth and happiness. Fu Qinglun could tell that she wasn't lying. She had been living well for the past three years. Fu Qinglun looked at her and knew that she wasn't lying. She had been living well for the past three years.
Oh, so she had been living very well.
Fu Qinglun had one hand in his trousers pocket and his dark red lips curved into an unnoticeable smile. She had never smiled like this when she was with him in the past.
"Looks like Fu Jingtong treats you very well."
Fu Jingtong.
Hearing this name, Lin Shiyu's eyes flickered. Three years ago, when she had run away from the wedding, Fu Jingtong had announced that he was not feeling well and ended the wedding. In order to cover up her escape, Fu Jingtong had announced to the public that they were going to live abroad. So for the past three years, in the eyes of outsiders, she was still Fu Jingtong's wife.
Lin Shiyu didn't say anything. She just raised her willowy eyebrows and smiled faintly.
At this moment, the butler walked over and held up a black umbrella for Fu Qinglun. "Young Master, we should head back now. The typhoon and rain are coming soon."
The weather in Karghalik had been unpredictable for the past two days.
Fu Qinglun looked at Lin Shiyu. "Let's go, I'll send you off."
"It's fine." Lin Shiyu rejected him.
"A car is coming to pick you up?"
"Mm." Lin Shiyu nodded.
Fu Qinglun gave her an ambiguous look, then reached out to take the black umbrella from above his head and handed it to her. "It's raining, here's the umbrella."
The drizzle was getting heavier and the black umbrella was handed over to her. Lin Shiyu saw that half of his handsome suit's shoulder was wet. "I don't need an umbrella …"
Before she could finish her words, Fu Qinglun stuffed the black umbrella into her hand. "We're husband and wife after all. Even though we don't have any feelings for each other anymore, there's no need to pretend to be strangers. It's just an umbrella, don't you dare to accept it?"
He stuffed the black umbrella into her hand and their hands accidentally touched.
Her hand was cold.
It wasn't cold, it was ice. It was so cold that there was no warmth at all.
"Are you very cold?" he asked.
Feeling his fair fingers on her hand, Lin Shiyu held onto the handle of the umbrella and quietly took a step back. Her red lips curved into a beautiful smile. "I'm not cold, Young Master Fu. Thank you."
She widened the distance between them.
Fu Qinglun didn't say anything, he just turned around and left.
He left.
Lin Shiyu stood on the spot and looked at his retreating back view. The butler placed another black umbrella on top of his head. His footsteps were steady and he soon disappeared from her sight.
Three years ago, she had sent him off in the same way.
Lin Shiyu felt cold. She held the black umbrella with one hand and wrapped the other around her body. She had suffered a lot when she gave birth to Little Lemon and suffered from postpartum confinement sickness. The most serious part of it was her body that was now cold.
When the weather turned slightly colder, her hands and feet would be as cold as ice.
When winter came, she would bring Little Lemon to stay at a place where it was spring all year round.
Lin Shiyu stood in front of the tombstone and looked at her mother. "Mom, I didn't bring Little Lemon over this time. The temperature difference here is too big and I'm afraid she'll catch a cold. But Little Lemon misses you and Grandma very much. I'll bring her over if there's a chance next time.
"These three years, Little Lemon's health hasn't been good. In a few more days, she'll be in kindergarten. It's easy to get cross-infection in school. I'm very worried. I heard that there's a miracle doctor called Si Kong. Maybe he can cure Little Lemon and let her play like a normal person. I'm looking for him now. Mom, you must bless me to find him."
Lin Shiyu stretched out her fair fingers and caressed her mother's face. Her eyes were a little red. "Mom, I miss you."
She really missed her mother.
If her mother was still around, she, Little Lemon and her mother could live under the same roof.
When she gave birth to Little Lemon, she would miss her mother very much every time she suffered. Only when she became a mother herself did she truly understand the pain of being a mother.
Mama Lin looked at Lin Shiyu with a gentle expression. Mama Lin's gentle gaze was like an old hand, gently caressing her face.
"Mom." Lin Shiyu's beautiful voice suddenly became gentler. "Fu Qinglun is here to see you."
"He and I … are already in the past. But Little Lemon misses Papa very much. Do you think I should tell him about Little Lemon?"
"Mom, he will be a good Papa, won't he?"
Mama Lin was destined to be unable to answer Lin Shiyu's question.
At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew and the black umbrella was almost blown away. Perhaps a tornado was really coming.
"Mom, I'm leaving. I'll come and see you next year."
With that, Lin Shiyu turned around and left.
…
Lin Shiyu left the tomb. At this moment, there was a loud boom and a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
All of a sudden, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.
Lin Shiyu stood under a bus stop to hide from the rain. This was the tomb and it was located in a remote area. In such terrible weather, there was not a single person or car on the streets.
At this moment, the black umbrella in her hands was blown away by the strong gust of wind and landed on the streets.
Her umbrella.
Lin Shiyu ran into the rain to pick up the umbrella.
The heavy rain poured down, quickly drenching half of her.
Picking up the black umbrella, Lin Shiyu furrowed her pretty brows. How was she going to go back?
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