Nanjiang City is near the river and the sea, summer and autumn are long and rainy.

In October, when autumn begins, the rain comes along with the temperature drop. The whole city has rain for about half a month, and the sky is always gloomy.

In the undeveloped area on the outskirts of the city, the largest cemetery in the city was established here.

A light rain in the morning had just stopped, and the moist water vapor gradually enveloped the whole world, and the dark clouds gradually fainted in the sky like ink pens with rolling water.

The world seemed much darker than usual.

There are significantly fewer vehicles on highways in undeveloped areas than in other areas.

But occasionally, there will still be splashes caused by heavy car tires passing through the small pond.

The interior of the car, which was completely cut off from outside sounds by the car glass, was surprisingly quiet.

Ren Sui in the driver's seat stared at the driveway, skillfully turned the steering wheel, turned before the navigation prompt, and drove into the parking lot of the cemetery.

After hearing the sound of the car gradually coming in, Lu Zhouyue, who was leaning against her car, looked up with her mobile phone in her hand. After seeing the license plate number, she stretched out her hand to signal.

"Why did you come here?" She walked up slowly, the sound of her mid-heel leather boots stepping on the concrete floor was very crisp.

The window of the Cayenne was slowly pushed down, and Ren in the car then parked the car in the position, and replied indifferently: "It's raining, there was a car accident on the road, so I took a detour."

"Oh, so." Lu Zhouyue replied, "Have you bought flowers yet?"

"I bought it, Sunflower." Ren Sui subconsciously looked at the flower bouquet on the passenger seat that had been wrapped delicately by the florist.

The brightly colored sunflowers are in full bloom and full of vitality. Compared with the gloomy sky in October, it is really out of place.

Lu Zhouyue nodded: "Let's go, go there earlier and you can stay longer and talk more."

Ren then got out of the car, went around and held the bouquet firmly in his hand, and walked slowly towards the cemetery with Lu Zhouyue.

The road leading to the destination has never changed for more than ten years, but the surrounding scenery changes occasionally.

Every time he comes here, Ren Sui will always slow down his pace deliberately, stop and go, observe everything around him, and then silently remember it in his heart.

Lu Zhouyue didn't urge her, and just followed quietly.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, the two stopped in front of the familiar tombstone.

Above the tombstone is a black-and-white photo. The woman in it looks like a typical Westerner, with deep and sharp eyebrows, mature and beautiful, and a bit of oriental gentleness in her smile.

Below that is the woman's name—Susan.

Ren Sui's eyes swept over everything gently, and said softly: "Mother, long time no see, I came to see you."

The autumn wind gradually picked up, and the rustling of the leaves sounded, as if in response, and it was just as gentle.

Lu Zhouyue stood aside, didn't speak, just watched silently.

Looking at the photo on the tombstone, she suddenly recalled some little things in her childhood.

At that time, she was still a child who had just entered elementary school. Because she was fond of playing and because she only had Ren Sui as one friend, she would always visit Ren's house as a guest.

Every time I go there, Ren Sui’s mother always welcomes her in Chinese, which is not very fluent, and then bakes chocolate cookies for her to eat, and gently learns pinyin and writing with her.

She is a woman with a foreign appearance, but a temper as gentle as water.

When he was young, he worked as a model, so he met Ren Qiwen, Ren Sui's father, at Vanity Fair. Under the fierce pursuit of Ren Qiwen, who has always been greedy for beauty, he trusted him, chose to quit the circle and have a child, and traveled across the ocean to Nanjiang City.

Such a great choice did not bring about a happy married life, but instead pushed her into the abyss.

Betrayal began before marriage, endless quarrels after marriage, and witnessing her husband cheating, all combined, this pregnant woman was completely overwhelmed, and after giving birth to her only son, she was replaced by severe postpartum depression.

But even so, she never made up her mind to abandon her son and fly away.

She chose to bear the responsibility of raising her son alone, being both a mother and a father, raising her son little by little.

Then, because of the divorce threat from her unfaithful husband and the outbreak of long-accumulated depression, she chose to end her life in the bathroom of her home.

The day she left, the sky was as cloudy and gray as it is today.

For ten years, every year on this day, her son would come to see her with a bunch of sunflowers, which she loved most when she was young.

"It's going to rain again, I'll get an umbrella in the car." Lu Zhouyue said.

Ren Sui didn't look back: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Lu Zhouyue turned and left, politely leaving a place for the mother and son to talk.

Turning around and disappearing before the corner, she subconsciously turned her head and glanced in the direction Ren followed.

Although she couldn't hear the specific content, but seeing Ren Sui Sui's mouth moving all the time and his soft expression, she could probably guess that Ren Sui Sui was talking to his mother.

When walking quickly back to the parking lot of the cemetery, Lu Zhouyue cleverly noticed something was wrong. After taking the two umbrellas from her car, she didn't go back to find Ren Sui.

Instead, he walked to another Bentley parked in the parking lot of the cemetery.

She took the initiative to knock on the window of the back seat of the Bentley.

After the window was slowly lowered, the people sitting in the car did not surprise her.

"Brother Zhuo Yuan, why did you come here?" Lu Zhouyue asked proactively.

Ren Zhuoyuan in the car said calmly: "Is it still there?"

Lu Zhouyue nodded: "I estimate that in another half an hour, he will almost go back."

"Brother Zhuo Yuan, are you also here to present flowers to Aunt Susan?" Lu Zhouyue asked, and she caught a glimpse of bright yellow behind her from the corner of her eye.

Ren Zhuoyuan in the car didn't seem to intend to hide anything, and nodded: "Well, I'll go after I leave, lest he be in a bad mood."

Hearing this, Lu Zhouyue didn't intend to persuade her, but asked again: "Grandpa Ren wasn't beaten after the birthday banquet, right?"

The he in the words clearly refers to Ren Sui.

Ren Zhuoyuan: "No, but the two quarreled again. Grandpa let go, and he will not force you to marry Ren Sui in the future."

Lu Zhouyue looked cheerful and breathed a sigh of relief: "Really?! That's great!"

"Well, don't worry."

After getting an affirmative answer, Lu Zhouyue finally let go of the heart that has been hanging high since returning to China, and said lightly: "Then I will go to Ren Sui first, brother Zhuo Yuan, wait a while."

"Go."

The conversation ended, and the window was lifted up again.

The autumn rain began to fall in a hurry.

Lu Zhouyue held up her umbrella and hurried to Ren Sui's side.

Water vapor filled the air, and every road in the cemetery was lingering with water mist that could not go away.

In the depths of the cemetery, at first glance, there are gray stone steles, and the bright yellow that belongs to sunflowers is particularly eye-catching.

In front of the tombstone, Ren Sui whispered in fluent English——

"Mom, it's been ten years. I wonder if you're happy there now?"

"Do you know that the game I made will be available to everyone soon."

"Just like you used to encourage when you were a child, your son can finally become a great person who brings joy to others."

"Oh, by the way, do you remember that girl I told you about a few years ago, and now I'm going one step further with her."

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