In the drizzling rain, Li Jinghan looked at the photo on the gravestone with a smile. The girl in the photo had big eyes that bent into a smile, as if she could speak, as if telling him, "I'm fine."
"Shiyi, I got married," Li Jinghan said. "Her name is Xiao Qi, a very well-behaved girl with a nice personality. She's pregnant now."
He paused for a moment, feeling sentimental: "After you left, I thought I'd never fall in love again. I thought my heart would go with you."
As he spoke, he laughed at himself, "Would you curse me as a heartbreaker? For not continuing to wait for you?"
He opened the pastries, arranging them one by one, and said, "I bought the osmanthus cakes you loved."
"I miss you very much, in my heart. If there's a next life, I hope you've already been reborn." Li Jinghan sighed deeply, patting the gravestone hard, with a torrent of thoughts in his heart.
"Sister-in-law." Liu Shiyi appeared at some point, slowly walking up to him.