Chapter 209: Chapter 209 Grave Sweeping Chapter 209: Chapter 209 Grave Sweeping Shen Heyu dared not say much more, fearing it would further anger the man beside her.
At least she could tell that he was forcibly suppressing his anger. Fortunately, it was Zhao Jin who was driving, otherwise, she didn’t know what speed he might have driven.
Pei Yansi ignored her completely—the soft scenery outside the car window receded backward.
Shen Heyu looked at the outside scenery and stopped talking to him.
Because she had recognized it; this was the road leading to the suburban cetery.
She rembered what he had said the night before, about taking her to sweep Shen Fanshuang’s grave.
When the car passed a flower shop, Zhao Jin, as if he could read Pei Yansi’s mind, stopped the car.
Pei Yansi didn’t call for Shen Heyu, he went to the flower shop himself, bought two bouquets of lilies, and handed her one.
He finally spoke, “I promised you yesterday.”
Shen Heyu took the lilies.
Since Shen Fanshuang had died, she had been confined here by Pei Yansi and had never visited her.
This was their first ‘eting.’
It was impossible to say that her heart wasn’t flustered. She was so nervous now that she had forgotten about the unpleasantness she had with Pei Yansi earlier.
She said nothing, sitting quietly in the car, waiting to arrive, committing the route fully to her mory.
An hour later, they finally arrived at a moderately sized cetery.
Shen Heyu followed Pei Yansi to register, then entered. Following him, she realized he was familiar with this place, rembered the bends and turns deeply.
He led her to Shen Fanshuang’s tombstone.
Facing her sister who had been dead for many years, Shen Heyu’s grief had already been buried by the years; it was no longer as desperate as it had been in the first few years.
So, when she saw the photo of her sister on the tombstone, Shen Heyu felt only a tremor in her heart; her sister had remained in her most beautiful years.
She laid down the lilies in her hand.
Noticing the cleanliness of the area, with not a single weed around and all offerings fresh, it was clear that soone had been looking after it regularly.
The only person who would have done this for them, Shen Heyu knew, was Pei Yansi.
She had considered many different feelings before coming, but she had never anticipated the one she had now.
Her feelings…
were sour, with a touch of bitterness.
She would have never imagined that Shen Fanshuang’s ex-boyfriend, her nominal husband, would bring her to sweep the grave.
Shen Heyu sighed, “Let’s go back.”
Pei Yansi had not expected her reaction.
He froze for a mont, thinking she would be sad, cry, or even question and bla him for not allowing her to visit the grave in the past.
He had already thought about how to respond.
But she was very calm, unnaturally so. There was not a trace of sadness on her face; he walked over to her side and responded with a soft hum.
After getting back into the car, Shen Heyu had nothing to say to him.
Pei Yansi glanced at her a couple of tis, not ntioning anything about what had just happened in the hospital, especially what Lu Yi had said when she was facing him.
About taking her to the old place.
He just held Shen Heyu in his arms.
But this ti, Shen Heyu struggled more fiercely than ever before, refusing to let him hold her no matter what.
Seeing this, Pei Yansi no longer insisted and let go of her. He looked down at her, only to see her head bowed, her eyes red as if she had cried for a long ti, intensely staring at him.
She angrily said, “Don’t touch !”
As if he were so sort of flood beast, she detested his proximity.
Zhao Jin, who had intended to drive, suddenly saw the situation in the car and furrowed his brows.
He wisely opened the door and got out, not daring to stay any longer.
Pei Yansi watched him as he crouched far away by the roadside, smoking.
Only then did Pei Yansi look back at Shen Heyu and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Why had she suddenly reacted so intensely?
Shen Heyu stared at him, inching backward, trying to put distance between them. Pei Yansi did not dare move forward.
She lowered her head and said, “All these years, you must have been coming here regularly. Pei Yansi, you still love Shen Fanshuang. She is gone now, but you still cherish her mory.”
“But you also want to keep by your side.”
The more Shen Heyu spoke, the more her heart ached, feeling incredibly stifled, a bitter taste spreading in the depths of her heart, almost drowning her.
He still loved Shen Fanshuang even now, yet he tried every ans to make her stay by his side.
Not letting her escape, not letting her leave, just tornting her like this.
Her eyes, filled with hatred and confusion, or perhaps a faint trace of love, held love unrequited over the years, yet unable to dissipate.
Shen Heyu said, “Are you being fair to her, to , to Yuexue?”
Pei Yansi frowned.
He explained, “The person in my heart is you, it has always been you.”
How could he explain to her that it was Shen Fanshuang who had deceived him those years ago, using her identity to co close to him, and he had never been with Shen Fanshuang.
Because they hadn’t progressed to that stage when Shen Fanshuang t her untily death.
Thinking of this, he sighed, just about to explain, when he heard Shen Heyu scoff, “Do you think anyone would be fooled by that kind of talk?”
Pei Yansi knitted his brows and did not answer.
She said, “That grave, you co regularly, you still miss her, and you want to keep here, do you think I’m a fool?”
“No, it has been many years since I last ca.”
Pei Yansi’s mory traced back, and indeed, he had not lied, as he had stopped coming here one or two years before divorcing Shen Heyu.
Only during the first two years after her recent death had he co, at that ti, he had arranged for soone to clean the grave regularly.
Now, Shen Fanshuang’s grave clearly had been attended to, certainly by that person.
Shen Heyu did not know what he was thinking, she just felt that his silence must an her assumption about his feelings for Shen Fanshuang was correct.
She was not jealous, nor was she upset because she liked Pei Yansi and he ca to visit his sister’s grave.
She just despised the feeling that he still loved Shen Fanshuang; he should set her free.
Thinking this, Shen Heyu earnestly said, “Let go. I don’t want to be anyone’s substitute, anyone’s golden thread canary, especially since you have soone else in your heart, right?”
Pei Yansi did not speak.
He just moved closer to her.
Shen Heyu instinctively backed away, but her back hit the car door, leaving her with no way out.
She was ultimately caught by Pei Yansi’s outstretched hand and pulled into his embrace.
“The person in my heart is you, how many tis do I have to say it?”
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