The woman, whose hair was now largely white, had completed all the tasks her husband's letter had instructed. Finally, she walked to an old tree, watching the people coming and going, and suddenly choked with sobs. She had read this farewell letter over and over, countless times.
These were things Lu Youxian himself could not accomplish, and some confessions.
"Big sister, I am going first. In the end, I still trouble you to do these things for me."
"Lu Youxian kowtows."
"Oh, right, on the Qiqiao Festival when we were fourteen, the kite you dropped was knocked down by me, I must apologize for it."
"We were young back then."
"Always teasing you, yet unaware of propriety, remembering it for over thirty years."
The woman, whose youth had long since passed, endured for a long time, endured and endured, but finally couldn't hold back, covering her mouth with her hand, burst into tears by the roadside.
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