"Grandpa, you've taught me so much. Can you tell me today, what should I do? No matter who it is, I don't want to hurt anyone." Kneeling on the hard bluestone slabs, Su Nian doesn't feel the hardness at all, whispering all her thoughts aloud, sharing every bit of the past six years with Su Hui.
An hour passed, Su Nian gently stroked the smiling photo on the cold tombstone. "Grandpa, I will live well. You told me that no matter what happens, I shouldn't avoid it. I won't run away. I'll let things take their course and face everything that's about to occur. Please rest assured."
Wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes, Su Nian got up from the ground, straightened her plain long dress, and walked away casually.
A man slowly approached a short distance behind her, crouching at Su Hui's grave. He didn't know she had suffered so much in the past six years.
After glancing at Su Hui's photo, he silently wondered what he should do.
