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Chapter 29 His Nuannuan, Very Strong!

Chapter 29: Chapter 29 His Nuannuan, Very Strong!

Shi Nuan’s expression was very calm, under the gaze of everyone, she walked step by step to the mourning hall, approaching the young man lying in the ice coffin.

Kneeling, kowtowing, she performed all the rituals very well. She ignored everyone around her, only wanting to bid a final farewell to her Xiao Chuan.

Beside the mourning hall, a handsome man in a black suit with a white chrysanthemum pinned to his chest had been watching her since the moment she entered the door.

His expression was also very composed because he always believed: his Nuannuan, was very strong!

...

This mourning lasted a long time, Shi Nuan didn’t know how long, many people she didn’t recognize came.

She also didn’t know if these people knew Song Yichuan.

However, it was all no longer important, no matter how many people came, or didn’t come, Xiao Chuan probably wouldn’t mind.

That warm-hearted young man only cared about the people alive, not being too sad over his death.

At noon, at twelve, the mourning ended, and Song Yichuan’s body was to be sent to the crematorium for cremation.

Half an hour earlier, Shi Nuan found Song Yansheng and handed him a box in her hand.

She said, "Can you take this over there to cremate with him?"

Song Yansheng looked at her, didn’t ask what was inside, just gently nodded and said, "Okay!"

After Shi Nuan said "Thank you," she turned and left, her figure thin and desolate, making people want to step forward and embrace her.

Song Yansheng accompanied them to the crematorium, and on the way, he couldn’t help but open Shi Nuan’s box.

Upon opening it, he was momentarily stunned, for inside was an album.

And the only person in the photos was Shi Nuan.

Yes, these were all photos of Shi Nuan...

Song Yansheng’s pupils contracted slightly, hardly able to believe it. He randomly pulled out a photo from the album to look at.

It was a photo taken in winter, with Shi Nuan wearing a thick down jacket, standing in the snow, her face flushed from the cold, but the smile at the corner of her mouth was exceptionally bright.

Song Yansheng’s fingertips trembled slightly, then he slowly turned to the back of the photo, where it was inscribed with neat and elegant handwriting: February 5, 20XX, Song Yichuan. _{freew\ebno\vel..(c)om}

He looked through a few more photos, and on the back of each were the dates and the photographer noted.

Sometimes they were taken by Song Yichuan, sometimes by Shi Nuan herself using her phone.

It seemed as if he suddenly understood that these two young people were using this way to warmly record all the beauty.

They both knew all along that there wasn’t much time left, the time that solely belonged to them, wasn’t much...

And now, Shi Nuan was taking these photos to be cremated, was it companionship? Or a promise? Or something else?

...

Song Yansheng closed the box, his slightly reddened eyes turned towards the window, the sky was still so gloomy, as if it could rain at any time.

Scenes of a few days ago when Song Yichuan went to TK to find him surfaced in his mind, the sunny boy gave him a warm smile and said, "Second Uncle, I’m sorry, I return her... to you..."

He sat across from him in silence, frowning deeply as he stared at him intently.

Song Yichuan’s voice was very light, very light: "Second Uncle, last night I dreamed of Great Grandpa, Great Grandpa hugged me, just like when I was little, gave me lots of goodies, and talked a lot to me, happy things, unhappy things, he told me everything, but when I woke up, I forgot it all..."

"But there’s one thing I remember very clearly..." Song Yichuan’s thin lips moved slightly, his gaze becoming a little lost: "Great Grandpa said: Xiao Chuan, it’s time for us to go..."