"What did you tell her?" asked Raelle when Hyson ca back to her side.
Hyson gave her a look, "I said her granddaughter is very annoying."
"Right. I agree. Wai is indeed annoying."
Hyson gaped at her in disbelief, "Ellie, I am talking about you. Don't pretend like you don't know."
Raelle shrugged.
After every one of them paid their respects, they were pulled back by Mu Chenyan. Because she knew it was ti to leave Grandfather Xiang alone with his wife. He'd always liked to silently spend so ti with his wife when they ca here and she didn't want to disturb him at all.
She turned to others and said, "You all can leave the cetery. Just look around."
Noticing her serious expression, no one said anything and turned to leave. Mu Chenyan looked for her brother and found that Xiang Hulin was paying respects to his grandparents right now. It had been so long since he was allowed inside this cetery. Of course, he wanted to pay respect to each and every person lying here. After all, the cetery was filled with Xiang's ancestors. "Aren't you leaving?" asked Mu Chenyan to Xia Zhao.
"Where am I going? I think I'm good here," he replied calmly. Even though she applied a cold towel to her eyes, she still found hide from his sharp eyes that she had cried earlier. He didn't tease her or even point it out. He just pretended like nothing happened. He knew it was wise to stay silent today. If it was any other ti, he might be in the mood to tease her but not today. He'd never laugh at her for crying because she missed her godmother. That'd be very rude and hurtful too. And he always tried his best not to get her hurt. It was already a habit engraved in his bones.
Mu Chenyan just stood there looking at the lone figure of Grandfather Xiang sitting on his wheelchair in front of his wife's tombstone. She was all too familiar with this scene. She had been seeing it for years. And yet, she couldn't get over it. He still looked as lonely as he did the first year Grandmother Xiang died. She didn't see him as helpless the day he was told he might not be able to walk again as much as he did when his wife died. She rembered it all too well. There wasn't a single detail that she had forgotten over the years.
"How do you think it feels when the person who promised to walk with you till the end of ti left you halfway?" she suddenly asked out of nowhere.
Xia Zhao looked at her and took so ti before replying, "It feels like you've betrayed. Abandoned, perhaps. And of course, there is no doubt that the pain is imnse and imasurable."
"Then do you think it's worth it?" she asked. "To hold soone's hand when that person is eventually gonna leave you behind?"
"It's always worth it," replied Xia Zhao. "I have said it before, if love is worth it. Then the pain that cos along with it is always worth it too. Just because of fear, you can't deprive yourself of the happiness."
"I hate seeing him like this," told Mu Chenyan. "Whenever we co here, he becos so vulnerable and weak that I am almost unable to recognize him."
"Love makes you vulnerable. Especially in front of the person you love. What's wrong with that?"
"Why do you talk like this?" asked Mu Chenyan.
"Like what?"
"Like you know everything," she replied.
"Maybe I do know everything."
"Oh, that's why it took you years to realize that you are in love with ?"
"At least, I figured it out before you. What about you? Until I didn't knock you off your feet, you didn't even have a clue about your feelings."
Mu Chenyan scratched the tip of her nose, "I don't know what you're talking about. Don't distract ."
"I'm distracting you? You brought it up," he reminded her.
"I don't care. It's still your fault."
Xia Zhao sighed to himself and nodded, "Yes, it's all my fault."
"It is, right?"
"Yes, it certainly is my fault for falling in love with an unreasonable woman."
"I am very reasonable!" she retorted as she glared at him.
"Oh? Why can't I see that?" he asked.
"You can ask anyone," she said.
"You are always unreasonable in front of . Why should I believe what others say?"
"And whose fault is that now?"
Xia Zhao gave her a helpless look, "Again, it's all on . Right?"
"Yes!" was her response in a very matter-of-factly manner.
Xia Zhao shook his head at her, "Okay, okay. I'll just take the blas. You keep piling them up on my head. It's not like it's anything new anyway."
"It certainly isn't anything new," said Mu Chenyan knowingly.
Seeing that Grandfather Xiang turned to leave, she walked to his side.
"I'll help you, Father!"
Gandfather Xiang paused and looked up at her, "How many tis have I told you to not wait for here? And you even pulled Zhao along with you this ti?"
"I didn't ask him to wait with ," she replied. "He did it on his own."
Grandfather Xiang waved her off, "Okay, don't talk to . Leave alone. I know you want to talk to your Godmother. So, go away. Stop being an eye sore here." He turned his head to look at his son and beckoned him over, "You co here and help out of here."
"Yes, Dad!" said Xiang Hulin and hurriedly ca to help his father.
Mu Chenyan watched them leave and turned towards the tombstone saying, "Did you hear that? You husband just called an eyesore? Can you believe that? Can you? Because I can't! Maybe it's because he has so many grandchildren around him now that he is bored of . Look how pitiful I am without you here. How could you leave this pitiful alone in this cruel world? You promised to protect !"
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