I go north, you go south

Ling Bei took Nan Zishu to Xishan Cemetery and chose a bouquet of white carnations to place in front of Liu Ying's tomb.

Nan Zishu slowly knelt down and cleaned the fallen leaves and dust in front of Liu Ying's tomb.

It was obviously only half a month ago that he was buried, but it seemed like a long time ago.

"mom."

Nan Zishu called softly.What responded to her was the refreshing breeze that still came from the mountain.

"Shu Shu...is married."

She carefully took out the two marriage certificates from her backpack, held them up and slowly approached the black and white photo on the tombstone.

"Look, it's the 'darling son-in-law' you've always had a crush on."

Nan Zishu said with a smile: "Ling Bei also said that he couldn't bear to show this marriage certificate to others... But I guess he would be fine if I showed it to you. Maybe he's in a hurry."

"Mom, today he said that he would tell you the good news as soon as possible. He said that finding a girl as good as me is a treasure for him... He has to show up in front of you in time. Woolen cloth."

Nan Zishu rambled half-jokingly.But as she spoke, her hands began to tremble involuntarily.The smile on his face just now was obviously so bright...but the next second, tears fell down his cheeks without any warning.

A drop fell on the red ID in his hand.

Seeing this, Nan Zishu quickly raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks.

"You can't cry today..."

Nan Zishu's voice was trembling, but he tried his best to smile: "Right...Mom..."

Even as she said this, she still couldn't hold back her tears that were about to burst.

Just when Nan Zishu was kneeling on one knee in front of the tombstone, biting her lip and trying to swallow back her sobs, a familiar warm embrace seemed to "fall from the sky" and firmly enveloped her slightly trembling slender body.

"Shu Shu, mom will definitely protect you."

Ling Bei gently tucked Nan Zishu's slightly messy hair behind her ears, and whispered in her ears: "As long as Mom is here, we will always be happy."

He took Nan Zishu's whole body into his arms: "Trust me, okay?"

I saw Nan Zishu clutching the marriage certificate in her hand tightly, turning her head and burying herself in Ling Bei's arms, nodding her head.

Ling Bei's hands slowly caressed Nan Zishu's shoulders and arms, soothing her tremors bit by bit.

It wasn't until the girl in his arms gradually stopped sobbing that Ling Bei raised his head again and looked at the tombstone in front of him.

"mom."

He just called out the name so naturally.It seemed like it had been prepared for a long time.

"You...don't have to worry anymore."

Ling Bei's voice was deep, but became more and more determined: "Shu Shu... I will definitely take good care of her in the future."

"She misses you sometimes. Can you often come to her dream to see her and us? If I do something bad, you can also come to your dream and scold me, okay?"

Ling Bei's words fell on Nan Zishu's heart without any bias, and her hand on his clothes silently tightened.

She knew that Ling Bei had studied psychology by himself for many years and was an absolute materialist.But today, for her sake, he was willing to say these words in front of a deceased person.

Nan Zishu knew clearly that it was not him who had changed his thoughts; it was her in his heart that far surpassed everything he believed in.

She is his belief.

For this belief, he can overthrow everything.