Grandpa Du examined Si Yiyan's body in detail again. There was no good treatment plan at the moment, which made Wen Xinya feel even more heavy-hearted for no reason.
"Xinya!" Si Yiyan called her softly, his fingers gently stroking her palms. Her palms were cool and sweaty. Seeing that she looked dazed, he knew that she was still worried about her health.
Wen Xinya looked up at him, her delicate white cheeks facing the sunlight appeared transparent and translucent, and even the soft hair on her face became unusually beautiful and soft.
Si Yiyan's heart suddenly became extremely soft. He raised his fingertips and stroked her cheek naturally: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
The vow of never leaving was too heavy. Now that he had made it, he would naturally try his best to fulfill it.
Si Yiyan's gentleness was not concealed at all. He just looked at her steadily, with the heaviness of a promise. His eyes, as gorgeous as glass, seemed to flash with a soul-stirring light. Wen Xinya only felt a little sour in her eyes, and tears welled up. She blinked gently, a smile bloomed on her face, and reached out to pick up the phone and shook it in front of him twice: "I have recorded what you said just now, and you must keep your word!"
Si Yiyan gently ruffled her hair and said lovingly, "Ghost fairy."
Wen Xinya smiled and took Si Yiyan's arm, then raised her head and looked serious: "Si Yiyan, I'll take you to a place."
Her serious look made Si Yiyan look serious.
Wen Xinya went to the Mo family to pick some beautiful and pure white magnolias, and then drove Si Yiyan to Huaishan Cemetery.
Only then did Si Yiyan realize Wen Xinya's feelings.
The journey to Huaishan Cemetery seemed particularly long. As the car drove along, the greenery on the roadside kept passing by the corner of my eyes and quickly receded backwards.
The car was very quiet and no one took the initiative to break the silence.
Wen Xinya thought about everything that had happened between her and Si Yiyan over the past three years. Her heart was filled with complicated feelings, and in the end, she could only let out an inaudible sigh.
I hadn't thought about it so early, but for no reason I just had an urge.
Wen Xinya tilted her head and saw Si Yiyan sitting in a serious state with his body unnaturally stiff. She was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to have thought of something and laughed out loud: "Si Yiyan, I just went to the cemetery to see my mother. My mother has already turned into a pile of yellow earth. She is not a scourge. You don't need to be so nervous."
Si Yiyan looked like an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law. He had been able to remain calm in the face of his grandfather's dislike for him, but he didn't expect that he would be so nervous just when paying tribute to his deceased mother.
Thinking of this, she recalled the trip to Nantong more than two years ago when Si Yiyan took her to worship his parents. What was her mood at that time
It seems like he is nervous and scared!
However, because the relationship with Si Yiyan was not confirmed at that time, the feelings did not seem to be as deep as Si Yiyan's now.
Si Yiyan pursed his thin lips slightly, with a hardness as hard as jade, yet still with the warmth of jade: "This is the first time I meet my aunt."
He looked up at the girl who was driving seriously.
He knew that in her heart, her respect and love for her mother was even greater than that for Mr. Mo.
In the past two years, every time it was his parents' memorial anniversary, he would take her to Nantong to worship his parents, but she had never mentioned the idea of taking him to worship her mother.
But now, Du Gong checked his health, but she took him to see her mother without any warning.
In this way, his girl made a vow to him that she would never leave him no matter poverty or illness.
The car stopped on the path to Huaishan Cemetery.
Si Yiyan and Wen Xinya both got out of the car.
Wen Xinya stood at the foot of the long stairs, thinking about the first time she and her grandfather came to see her mother after her rebirth in this life. At that time, her mood was sour and complicated, but now... She tilted her head to glance at Si Yiyan who was accompanying her, a faint smile on her lips, and her heart was inexplicably peaceful.
She raised her leg to step onto the stone steps.
Si Yiyan suddenly held her hand and interlocked their fingers.
Wen Xinya looked down at their clasped hands and her fingers couldn't help but entwine with his tightly.
My only wish in this life is to hold your hand and grow old with you!
"Let's go up!" Si Yiyan took the lead and stepped onto the stairs.
"Okay!" Wen Xinya curled the corners of her lips and followed him up the stairs.
They walked side by side on the long stairs that seemed to have no end.
When they stood in front of Mo Yunyao's grave, their tightly clasped fingers were still tightly held together.
Wen Xinya looked at her mother, whose face remained unchanged, and whispered, "Mom, I'm here to see you."
The sound of the soft wind sang softly in the air, just like my mother's soft voice singing in my ears.
Si Yiyan looked at the woman on the tombstone. She had delicate brows, clear eyes, and a gentle smile. She was like a beautiful and blooming jade-like white flower, pure and unchanging in her nature.
Xinya looks and has temperament very much like her mother.
Si Yiyan felt both respect and gratitude towards Mo Yunyao.
That's why he was so nervous when he learned that Xinya was going to bring him to worship her mother. Even though Mo Yunyao had been dead for so many years, he was still very serious and hoped to get her approval.
Wen Xinya held Si Yiyan's hand tightly and said, "Mom! This is Si Yiyan. He is the one my daughter has chosen. I brought him here to see you today."
Si Yiyan placed the flowers in her arms in front of the tombstone: "Hello, aunt! I am Si Yiyan, I hope you can give your daughter to me. I only wish to live with her in harmony, live peacefully, and stay together through life and death, and never leave her."
Si Yiyan held Wen Xinya's hand tightly, his voice as firm as a rock.
The heavy oath was as heavy as a mountain. Wen Xinya couldn't help but wet her eyes. She said quickly: "Mom! Si Yiyan treats me very well, don't worry! I will definitely be happy."
Live a happy life with your great motherly love for me.
Si Yiyan looked at Wen Xinya with bright light in his eyes.
Wen Xinya's ears turned red when she was looked at by him.
Si Yiyan's fingers gently wiped away a wet tear on her eyelashes and whispered, "Crying in front of your future mother-in-law will make her lose points with me."
Wen Xinya choked up a little and said, "I'm not crying, it's just that the wind blew into my eyes..."
Si Yiyan pulled Wen Xinya into his arms and kissed her on the corner of her mouth unexpectedly.
Wen Xinya subconsciously turned her head to avoid it: "Si Yiyan, don't... How dare you be so presumptuous in front of my mother..."
"Don't be afraid. With you protecting me and speaking well of me in front of my mother-in-law, she will be very satisfied with me. Besides... I believe that my mother-in-law will be happy to see our love for each other." Si Yiyan was unyielding. He followed the corner of her mouth and kissed her delicate lips into his mouth inch by inch.
Wen Xinya couldn't help but feel moved, and all her rejections softened into full of tenderness. She had never been able to resist his kiss, even when he was not familiar with the business and his kissing skills were not good.
She poured her heart into him, and he always knew how to repay kindness, so he also wanted to return her love.