Su Wan stood beside the no longer new tombstone, with Jiang Xuecheng standing beside him.
In front of them was a baby carriage covered with a cloth.
Although the weather is good today, there is still some flying dust because of the serious ecological damage here.
Su Wan looked solemn as she placed the bouquet of white lilies in her hand in front of the tombstone.
She stretched out her hand and wiped the powerful characters on the stele bit by bit.
—Tomb of Jiang Xuecheng and Su Wan’s beloved son.
Dear baby, mom and dad are about to leave here. I hope you can forgive mom and dad’s selfishness, okay
If there is an afterlife, I hope you can be born into a happy and healthy family.
If... If you don't mind, we'd still like to be your parents.
Su Wan prayed silently in her heart, and a burst of subtle pain flashed through her heart.
There was mist in the corners of his eyes, but no tears fell.
She once thought about giving this premature child a name, but she didn't even know the gender, let alone what name to give it.
…
Jiang Xuecheng saw Su Wan's sad look and knew that she was moved by the scene.
That child... is a knot in their hearts that they will never forget.
His eyes lingered on the large characters on the stone tablet, and a sigh escaped from the corners of his thin lips.
—
He simply couldn't imagine what kind of mood Su Wan was in when he built this cenotaph.
Is it guilt? Is it sadness? Is it resentment? Or something else…
He was wrong...
But even if I understand the sins I committed, what has already passed can never be compensated.
Jiang Xuecheng reached out, took off his suit jacket, and put it directly on Su Wan.
“It’s cool here…”
Seeing Su Wan turning around, with a hint of mist in her dark almond-shaped eyes, Jiang Xuecheng suddenly felt speechless.
His thin lips moved and he managed to squeeze out these few words.
"If the child is still alive, he probably wouldn't want to see us so sad."
What kind of features and personality would a child who has never seen the world have
Jiang Xuecheng didn't dare to think about it any further.
But Jiang Xuecheng always felt that if the child was really alive, he would be more like Su Wan, like his mother, gentle, tough, and kind-hearted.
Su Wan reached out and took the suit jacket handed to her by Jiang Xuecheng, with a wry smile on her lips.
Her eyes were a little dim, but she didn't know what to say.
In the end, thousands of words can only be reduced to these few words.
"I want to stay here a little longer."
There will be no chance to come here again in the future.
Even though Su Wan knew best, this was just a cenotaph, and even the child who died young had never worn the clothes she bought.
Because she didn't know the gender of the baby, Su Wan buried several sets of clothes for both the boy and girl, as well as various small gadgets that children could use.
As if this were some kind of compensation.
In fact, it is just a means for the living to deceive themselves.
Jiang Xuecheng was silent for a moment when he saw Su Wan was so sad. Finally, he reached out and brushed the hair on Su Wan's temples.
"Okay, let's stay here for a while."
Jiang Xuecheng has never believed in ghosts and gods, but at this moment, he really hopes that there is such a mysterious existence as reincarnation.
Would that child still be willing to come to their home
Jiang Xuecheng slowly squatted down and took out the colorful fruits in the fruit basket one by one.
He took out a little rabbit that he had bought from the cemetery management station and placed it in front of the bunch of white lilies. It looked lively and cute.
After doing all this, Jiang Xuecheng stood up.
He discussed with Su Wan in a low voice.
"Wanwan, when we return, let's buy a tomb in S City. Then we can visit it often and express our grief..."
Jiang Xuecheng thought that this suggestion would make Su Wan feel better, but as soon as he said this, he saw Su Wan shaking his head violently.
It was almost an absolute refusal.
"don't want."
Jiang Xuecheng was stunned when he heard this, totally not understanding why Su Wan was resisting so passionately.
"Why?"
Su Wan's face turned pale. She stretched out her hand and leaned against the tombstone.
"It is enough for the two of us to remember these pains."
Su Wan said it tactfully, but Jiang Xuecheng reacted suddenly.
Yes, if I go back and erect a monument in S City, what will they say
They had planned from the beginning to keep silent about what happened in this world and pretend that nothing had happened.
As for this child, even if he has an unknown tombstone, what will his grandparents, grandfather, and parents think
He and Su Wan lost a child, and they also lost a blood relative without knowing it.
Why should so many people experience this kind of pain together
Jiang Xuecheng was in a trance and couldn't help but turn around and take a look at the light blue baby carriage.
"Wanwan, what should we say about Qi Ran after we go back?"
Su Wan was stunned when she heard this. She was immersed in the grief of losing her son and almost forgot that she and Jiang Xuecheng had adopted such a baby.
Su Wanren walked to the light blue baby carriage, reached out her hand, and peeled off the embroidered cloth cover.
After this period of upbringing, Jiang Qiran has become a little rounder than his skinny appearance some time ago, but he still looks small.
The little child looked like he had just woken up, staring at Su Wan with his clear black and white eyes, and there seemed to be stars flowing in his pupils.
Strangely enough, this child seems to seldom cry, and hardly makes a fuss when he wakes up.
Su Wan had always been worried about how to raise a child, but when she raised Jiang Qiran herself, she realized that children could be so worry-free.
"Ah... um..."
Jiang Qiran blinked his big eyes, seeming a little confused as to why Su Wan was staring at him.
He stretched out his thin little hands, as if asking Su Wan to carry him out of the stroller.
Su Wan was amused by Jiang Qiran's ignorant babbling, and her original grief dissipated about 60% of her feeling.
Although the wind and sand here are a bit strong, it shouldn't be a problem to hug Jiang Qiran and take a breath for a while, right
Su Wan stretched out her hand and took little Jiang Qiran out.
Su Wan hugged him, then grabbed the child's small hand and pointed to the tombstone in front.
"Qiran, that's your brother... No, it could also be your sister. We are about to leave here. Qiran, can you wave to your brother and sister?"
Jiang Qiran listened to Su Wan's words in confusion, not understanding what Su Wan meant at all.
However, when he saw Su Wan waving, he also waved his little arms in imitation.
The little child's eyes were full of innocence, and his pink lips were curved with a smile that showed his incomprehension of the world.
It seemed to dispel the sadness that permeated the cemetery...
(End of this chapter)