The two of them went downstairs together and took a cab to the restaurant Moses had reserved, sitting in a private room on the second floor.
After ordering, while waiting for the food and drinks to be served, Yu Yao spread the restaurant napkin across her lap.
"Actually, this dress was a gift from Xiaoxiao, I... I never wore it."
Then, she began to tell Moses the story behind the dress.
It was at the beginning of the year, when the two went shopping together, she picked out this dress.
When she tried it on, everyone said it looked beautiful, and she really liked it too.
However, because the siblings have always relied on each other, they didn’t have much money. Her brother Yu Xiao was studying fine arts, and she was planning to gift him imported brushes and paints for his birthday. How could she afford to buy such an expensive dress?
Yu Xiao saw that she liked the dress, and secretly decided to buy it for her.
In order to save money for the dress, he specially went to sing at the bar, rushing from one place to another until he finally saved enough money to buy the dress.
But unfortunately, while returning ho that night, he got hit by a night-driving truck and lost his life.
Later, when checking the surveillance footage, she saw with her own eyes him throwing the box containing the clothes aside when he was hit, as if fearing they would get dirty or damaged.
After her brother passed away, she kept the dress hanging in her wardrobe.
For a long ti, Yu Yao was filled with guilt.
If it weren’t for buying the dress for her, he wouldn’t have had to rush from place to place, and perhaps the accident that night wouldn’t have happened...
Because of this, she was unable to face her brother’s death.
It wasn’t until today that she finally had the courage to wear the dress for the first ti.
After listening to the story of the dress, Moses nodded.
"You had a good brother. Soday, we’ll visit him together. But... don’t think too much about him, life and death... there are many things we can’t change. If he were still alive, I’m sure he would want you to be happy."
Yu Yao gently sniffed, smiling and nodding.
"Yes, I hope he sees happy."
As the two ate, Moses spoke gently.
"Paul followed for seven years, and when he died, I also had a hard ti accepting it... But sotis, there’s nothing we can do to change these things, we can only move forward."
He reached out to cover her hand, then asked her about Yu Xiao.
Yu Yao started talking about Yu Xiao, talking about herself, her childhood, funny stories such as Yu Xiao being mistaken for a girl...
Speaking of happy monts, she couldn’t help but laugh softly.
Her gaze fell across from her, where Moses watched her gently, and Yu Yao suddenly realized that unconsciously, she could finally calmly accept his passing.
Though he is not here now, the beautiful things he gave her will be there forever.
In her heart, she suddenly let go.
"Moses, thank you."
"So?" The man stood up, gracefully bending down toward her. "Would you like to dance?"
"I... I’m not very good at it."
"I’m not very good either."
She laughed, then raised her hand, placing it in his palm.
The music was soft, but the man’s hands were warm. There was a faint scent of tobacco wrapping his familiar presence, making her feel at ease.
She gently leaned against his chest, listening to the strong, familiar heartbeat, closing her eyes slightly, her lips gently curved upward.
"Xiaoxiao, I know you’re here too."
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