My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

Blood ties cannot represent kinship.

Lin Mo put himself in An Youyu's shoes and realized that he would also feel uncomfortable if he were in An Youyu's position.

Sadness is unavoidable.

All he can do now is stay by his side.

Lin Mo placed the flower basket in front of the tombstone, took a deep breath, and said, "Dean, I brought Xiaoyuer to see you."

After kowtowing, he retreated to An Youyu's side, squatted down, and put his arm around her shoulder. "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are unavoidable. Please accept my condolences."

An Youyu threw herself into Lin Mo's arms and burst into tears.

The cries were mournful and tragic, heartbreaking.

Lin Mo had never seen An Youyu cry so sadly, and gently patted her back.

A gentle breeze carrying the desolation of death swept over the cemetery, and soon, everything returned to calm.

An Youyu cried for a very long time. Her eyes were red and swollen, her tears had dried up, and her voice was so hoarse that she could not make a sound. Finally, she collapsed into Lin Mo's arms.

Lin Mo hurriedly drew upon his spiritual energy and channeled it into An Youyu's body.

He only stopped when a bit of color returned to her pale face. The excessive use of spiritual energy made Lin Mo feel dizzy for a moment. He forced himself to stay alert, picked up the girl, and bowed to the tombstone.

"Dean, I'll bring Xiaoyuer to see you another day."

After leaving the cemetery, the taxi that had been there earlier did not leave. This was specially arranged by Lin Mo. He put a mask on An Youyu and carried her into the car.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, a complicated expression on his face, and started the car, driving away from the scene.

After driving for a few minutes, the driver spoke up to comfort her, "Everyone dies eventually. When you get back, try to talk to this young girl. The deceased is gone, but the living must still try to live their lives."

"Thank you, I will try to persuade them."

Lin Mo lowered his head and carefully wiped away the tears from An Youyu's eyes. A myriad of thoughts surged into his mind, eventually turning into a sigh.

After returning home, Lin Mo gently placed An Youyu on the bed, covered her with a blanket, fetched hot water, and wiped her face with a towel. After doing all this, he left the room and called his mother.

When the call connected, Lin Shu remained silent for a long time.

Lin Mo was the same.

After a full half minute, Lin Shu sighed.

"You took the fish with you?"

"Ah."

"The fish..."

"She cried for more than three hours and then fainted."

Lin Mo leaned against the door frame, looking at An Youyu on the bed inside, her voice filled with heartache, "Mom, Xiaoyuer is really pitiful, we should treat her better in the future."

Lin Shu kept sighing, "Of course Mom will be good to her, Xiao Mo. With Yu'er's personality, she'll probably have a hard time accepting this. You must stay with her. She's very vulnerable right now."

"Don't worry, I know these things better than anyone else."

Lin Mo smiled bitterly, "Along the way, I was so conflicted that I wanted to bang my head against the wall. After thinking it over and over, I still couldn't change anything."

Lin Shu said gently, which was unusual for her: "These things are unavoidable. It's not your responsibility. You have to go through a lot in your life. Your life and Yu'er's life have just begun. You have a long road ahead. Remember, no matter what, you must be strong inside."

"Only with inner strength can one overcome the obstacles on the road of life."

"remember."

Lin Mo responded and hung up the phone. He returned to the bedside, leaned against the headboard, and gently stroked the girl's face.

Lan Ying's appearance hadn't brought An Youyu any joy for more than a few days when she received the devastating news of Zhou Yuqin's death...

Oh, poor girl!

Chapter 837 Thank you... for letting me meet you

Lin Mo stayed by the bedside for a long time. He had already overdrawn his energy when he channeled it into An Youyu at the cemetery, and his body was extremely exhausted.

So while he was waiting, his eyelids kept drooping uncontrollably.

Whenever she couldn't hold on any longer, Lin Mo would go to the bathroom and wash her face with cold water. She waited like this until after nine o'clock at night, when the sleeping An Youyu finally woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, tears welled up again, and she stared blankly at the ceiling above her head.

Lin Mo supported her slender back, placed her head on his lap, and wiped away her tears with a tissue. "Little Fish, if you keep crying like this, your eyes won't be able to take it."

An Youyu pursed her lips slightly, still unable to accept the reality, her teeth chattering, "Brother, is the Dean really... dead?"

His hoarse voice practically uttered each word individually.

Lin Mo felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if being pricked by needles. "Yes... do you remember when we went to see the dean before the start of the semester? While you were playing with your younger siblings, the dean told me that she had a terminal illness and didn't have much time left."

"The reason she didn't tell you was because she was afraid you wouldn't be able to accept it if you found out. She wanted to delay the heartbreak."

An Youyu didn't speak, but tears continued to flow.

Lin Mo's voice continued, "At that time, the dean told me a lot."

"She said she had lived for too long and couldn't find a single acquaintance in the world, and that her lover had been waiting for her for many years in another world, and she couldn't let him wait any longer."

Lin Mo's voice grew gentler, "Little Fish, I know you want the Dean to live, but you also have to consider her feelings. Her lover, family, and friends have all passed away, and all that's left for her is endless loneliness."

"Numbness is not scary, pain is not scary, what is scary is the pain of numbness."

"Imagine how lonely and desolate it would be to have no one you know in the world?"

"For someone like the dean, living is actually very painful, and death is a kind of relief. When the dean said these words, her expression was full of ease and relief..."

Finally, Lin Mo picked up the water glass from the bedside table and held it to the girl's lips. "Your current state is the last thing the director wants to see. She only wants you to live happily and doesn't want you to be sad because of her and lose hope in life."

"I understand all these reasons... but I really can't bear to part with her, I really can't bear to part with her..."

The moment An Youyu's lips touched the water glass, she could no longer control her emotions, and a hoarse voice let out a barely audible sob.

Lin Mo put down the water glass and gently patted her back. "It's normal to feel reluctant to part with someone, and it's normal to feel sad, but you also need to take care of your health."

"Little Fish, seeing you like this makes me want to cry. My heart feels like it's being stabbed with needles. Please have pity on me and stop crying, okay?"

A man's gentleness is the most incomprehensible.

An Youyu's sobs gradually subsided. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and struggled to sit up. "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

"I didn't mean to do this... I just... just can't accept it."

She wrapped her arms around Lin Mo's neck and pressed her whole body against him. "The Dean was like my mother-in-law. Her passing... I feel like the sky has fallen."

"Don't apologize."

Lin Mo wrapped his arms around her waist. "I told you, it's normal to be sad. The dean is gone, but I'm still here. I'm your everything, Xiaoyuer. You still have me."

"…Um."

An Youyu pressed her cheek against Lin Mo's chest, "Tomorrow... shall we go see the dean again? I didn't prepare anything today, and I'm not dressed formally..."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

She didn't want to cry, didn't want to make Lin Mo sad, but she just couldn't control herself.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry... but it..."

"Don't say you're sorry."

Lin Mo patiently wiped away her tears. "Humans are emotional creatures, and I'm no exception. I have no right to demand anything of you, but I don't want you to be crying all the time. It's okay to be sad, but you still have to eat, alright?"

"Well, I listen to you."

Hearing this, Lin Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as they're willing to eat, that's fine.

He helped An Youyu lean against the headboard and pointed to the door. "I'm going to cook. It'll be ready soon. Wait for me. Try to control your emotions. Your eyes are very swollen. If you go to see the director looking like this tomorrow, she won't be happy either."

"Okay, I'll try my best to control it."

An Youyu spoke these words without any confidence.

After Lin Mo left the room, she raised her head, trying to stop the endless tears, but even so, she couldn't control the tears...

That night, Lin Mo didn't get a proper rest, lying beside An Youyu and truly keeping a close watch on her.

Even in her sleep, An Youyu's eyes were still wet.

He sighed softly, pulled the blanket up for her, and whispered in her ear, "Little Fish, everything will pass eventually. I'll walk with you on the road ahead."

Perhaps it was because of Lin Mo's words that An Youyu's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

The next day, as noon approached, An Youyu slowly opened her eyes, and the next second, she heard Lin Mo's concerned voice.

"Awake? Are you thirsty? Would you like some water?"

Lin Mo was radiating exhaustion from head to toe. With dark circles under his eyes, he threw back the covers and forced a smile. "It's already noon. Let's go see the dean after we eat. What would you like to eat for lunch?"

Just as he was about to put on his shoes, An Youyu forcibly pulled him down.

"I'll go cook, you rest. We won't visit the director today, we'll go tomorrow."

"No need, I'm fine..."

"If I'm obedient, you have to be obedient too."

An Youyu quickly got out of bed, bent down and kissed Lin Mo on the cheek. "Listen to Youyu, we'll go see the dean tomorrow. Let's all get some rest today."

After saying that, she quickly turned and left the room.

Seeing that the girl's emotions were relatively stable, Lin Mo's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

When it comes to cooking, An Youyu is obviously much faster than Lin Mo. In less than half an hour, she brought back several dishes to her room.

Come on... ah~

Lin Mo chuckled and picked up the bowl and chopsticks. "I don't even want you to cook, but you're actually feeding me?"

"Don't go too far, all of this is my work, my work!"

With her playful expression and unexpected words, a hint of a smile flickered across An Youyu's sorrowful eyes. "Why distinguish between 'yours' and 'mine' between lovers? What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours."

Lin Mo tried every possible way to make her laugh, "Then how about you give me your bank savings?"