The leaves rustled in the wind.
"When I was little, I loved the food cooked by my aunt the most. The fish she made was much tastier than my mom's," Hong Xiaoyu's gaze shifted to the photo on the gravestone, "and my eldest uncle, every time it was my birthday, he would take me to buy toys, something he barely did for my brother."
"No wonder your brother didn't like to play with you."
Unable to contain a smile, as if realizing it for the first time, Hong Xiaoyu said epiphanically, "Right, that's the reason."
The atmosphere quieted down.
Hong Xiaoyu looked at the woman wearing a cap.
Because he was standing two steps behind, he could only see a small part of her profile and not her expression, just like he couldn't fathom what she was thinking while facing his cousin's parents.
However, simply by her being here, he felt that his cousin's ex-girlfriend must at least be a very cultured person.
Thus,
A question weighed on his heart resurfaced.
Why did his cousin and she break up?