Those days later, at Xu Chaomu's request, Shen Chi accompanied her on a trip to Qing City.
Xu Chaomu was much calmer than Shen Chi had imagined—neither sorrowful nor joyful, her expression remained placid.
She had matured a lot compared to before, he knew that.
When she learned that her mother had wanted to donate her organs before her passing, she felt a bit sad. Actually, her mother had always been so kind...
It was just that she had misunderstood Zhou Ran for so many years.
They sat for a while in front of the gravestone in Qing City, with Xu Chaomu leaning against Shen Chi as she gazed at the gravestone.
Beneath the willow tree, they leaned on each other, the sunlight streaming through the canopy of leaves.
Xu Chaomu remembered how, years ago, she had once cried in front of Xu Mengxi's gravestone. Back then, she was utterly heartbroken; she thought the Shen Family didn't want her anymore, thought Shen Chi didn't want her anymore.
