Chapter 4: Chapter 4: Quarrel
Translator: 549690339
Gu Ning organized her funeral, his face expressionless as he stared at the photo on the tombstone, the black and white image capturing her everlasting smile, and the old man huddling against the gravestone with his white hair bristling.
A gust of wind suddenly blew across the sky, stirring the leaves on the ground to dance in the air.
In the early light, at sunset, within life, outside life.
Souls yearn...
The remnants of the sunset dyed half the sky scarlet, then faded into crimson.
Tang Yuxin was awakened by a burst of quarreling.
Tang Yuxin listened to the incessant quarreling outside. She stared blankly at the ceiling for what felt like forever, until she closed her eyes again, not knowing whether she was sleepy or dead.
When she opened her eyes again, the sunlight filtering in through the broken glass was warm.
She died in autumn, an autumn chillier than winter, an autumn icier than winter, and yet, it now felt like spring.
“Yuxin, come eat.”
A man walked in, a simple-looking young man bearing a bowl. His clothes were washed to a pale color, his skin tanned and dark. His big hands, like palm-leaf fans, held a small bowl.
The man smiled, a foolish yet affectionate smile.
He placed the bowl in front of Tang Yuxin and playfully ruffled her hair with his big hand, “Finish your food first, and then dad will take you fishing, okay?”
Tang Yuxin stared at the man for a long time. She instinctively reached out, but her hands were pitifully small. She stared at her own hands for quite a while, but didn’t move.
“What is it, you don’t want to eat?” the man asked, brushing the top of his daughter’s head again, “You tell me, what do you want to eat? Dad can cook it for you. Oh, don’t we still have eggs at home? My dear Yuxin, do you want to eat steamed eggs? Your dad will make them for you.”