LRAB Chapter 129
Chapter 129
Cheng Yuxin let go.
The two walked side by side in the rain, with the umbrella in the middle, one for each person.
After walking for more than ten minutes, we arrived at the bus stop.
Once on the bus, it wasn't crowded. The two sat in the last row; Cheng Yuxin was by the window, and Lin Feng sat next to her.
The car started moving, and the rain outside the window streamed down the glass, making the street scene look distorted.
Cheng Yuxin suddenly spoke.
"Lin Feng, do you miss your mother?"
Lin Feng thought for a moment.
In the original owner's memories, his mother, Lin Cuiping, was a capable woman. She ran a clothing business, traveling between Guangzhou and Hangzhou, spending most of the year away from home. She rarely came back, but every time she did, she would bring things—clothes, toys, and food. She wasn't a talkative person, and the way she spoke to the original owner was like talking to an adult, not a child.
The original owner missed her. Every time she left, the original owner would stand on the balcony and watch her car drive away for a long time.
But Lin Feng didn't want to.
He is not the original owner of this body.
He doesn't have that mother.
"It's alright," he said.
Cheng Yuxin looked at him with a complicated expression.
"And you?" Lin Feng asked. "Do you miss your mother?"
Cheng Yuxin remained silent for a few seconds.
"think."
She looked down at her hands.
"She's been gone for almost a year. She went to Shenzhen to find some kind of soulmate. She changed after my dad passed away."
Lin Feng didn't speak.
Cheng Yuxin said, "She wasn't like this before. She used to cook at home, knit sweaters for me, and watch TV with me. After my dad passed away, she started going out, saying she couldn't stay at home."
She looked up and gazed out the window.
She said she was going to find her own happiness.
Her voice was calm, but Lin Feng sensed something else in it—not anger, not sadness, but an indescribable, faint emptiness.
Lin Feng looked at her.
"Sister Yuxin."
Cheng Yuxin turned her head.
"You are not alone," Lin Feng said.
Cheng Yuxin was stunned for a moment.
Lin Feng said, "You still have me."
Cheng Yuxin looked at him, her eyes slightly red.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but didn't.
She turned her head and continued looking out the window.
But her hand reached over from the middle of the seat and placed on the back of his hand.
Lin Feng looked down at her hand.
Her fingers were long and slender, and her nails were painted a light pink.
He turned his hand over and held her hand in his palm.
Cheng Yuxin's hand trembled slightly, but she did not pull it back.
The two held hands like that until they got off the bus.
The cemetery is located on a mountain east of Beichuan City. It is not large, but it is very clean. Rows of tombstones are neatly arranged, some with fresh flowers in front of them, and others with yellow paper placed on top.
The rain stopped, but the sky was still overcast with thick, low-hanging clouds.
Cheng Yuxin led Lin Feng to the two tombstones.
One is inscribed with "Tomb of Lin Dehou", and the other with "Tomb of Wang Shufen".
Grandpa and Grandma.
Lin Feng squatted down and looked at the two tombstones. The tombstones were gray, and the words on them were painted in red, but in some places the color had faded and they were not very clear.
Cheng Yuxin took out the paper money and incense and placed them in front of the tombstone.
She lit a few incense sticks and placed them in the incense burner in front of the tombstone. Wisps of smoke rose and slowly dispersed in the damp air.
She lit another stack of paper money, and flames leaped up and burned quickly. The ashes flew up and landed on her hair and shoulders.
Lin Feng also squatted down, picked up a stack of paper money, and put it into the fire.
The fire burned on my face, hot, contrasting sharply with the damp, cold air around me.
Cheng Yuxin whispered from the side, "Grandpa and Grandma, Lin Feng has come to see you. He's grown up now, he's 1.81 meters tall, even taller than Grandpa. He can play ball, he can write programs, and he's good at his studies too. You can rest assured down here."