Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Old man Li put away the memories on his face and settled down. The photo under his fingertips was close at hand, and the girl in the photo was smiling like a flower as always.

For sixty years, she has been lying here quietly, her eyes that are as brilliant as stars have never faded.

"You should be tired of watching, huh, you may not want to see me anymore, let alone have become this kind of me. During this period of time I often dream of you, you should be reminding me of you Your birthday is coming. Fortunately, I did not miss your birthday. I promised you that I will accompany you every birthday in your life. I have made so many promises to you. Fortunately, this one, I have not broken my promise. Otherwise. When I go to you too, what face do I have to see you again..."

With a rare smile on his hard and tough face, and his lips raised slightly, Chi Eun-en seemed to see a handsome man standing in front of the tombstone through his old face traveling through time.

"You like spring so much, there should be all seasons like spring and there will be no rainy days that you hate. Do you still like white roses so much, or do you have flowers you like again?"

"If you have a new favorite flower, remember to tell me in your dream. If I can come here next year, I will definitely bring it to you."

Old man Li touched the palm of his hand on the tombstone, and the gentle eyes looking at the photos on the tombstone were as if he was looking at his beloved person, "Hey, I often wonder if the worst thing I have done in my life is I didn’t refuse you at the beginning. I knew that we couldn’t be together, and I indulged my own selfishness and allowed you to sneak close to me. It was because of my selfishness that finally caused you to leave this world early. You are here. Wasn’t you disappointed with me before leaving? Maybe... If you weren’t disappointed, you wouldn’t choose to leave me that way. Hey, I always think, if I refuse you at the beginning, I refuse you to send The bouquet of flowers that you gave me, will your life become more splendid without me..."

Chi En'en didn't know why he heard his old muttering, and he felt an uncomfortable feeling of depression. Especially seeing the extremely fragile expression of an old man who has always been tough, she is even more uncomfortable. She didn't want to disturb the old man's whispering chat, and silently leaned the umbrella over to prevent the rain from the sky from falling on the old man...

Old man Li stayed in the cemetery for an hour before turning around and leaving.

Before leaving, I did not forget to take away the 11 white roses that were dying in front of the tombstone.

When Chi Enen saw the roses, he knew that he must have arranged for someone to send fresh white roses every day.

Because today is the day when he comes here once a year, the person responsible for sending the roses did not come, and there was the dying flower in front of the tombstone.

"Let's go." Old man Li glanced at the tombstone one last time, turned his head and said to Chi En'en.

"Yeah." Chi Enen held his umbrella, supported him with one hand, and reminded him softly, "Grandpa, be careful of the steps."

Old man Li took the bunch of flowers that were no longer bright and left the cemetery step by step.

He walked steadily and didn't look back at all. He couldn't see the sad expression he had shown in front of the tombstone before. If Chi Eun hadn't seen it with his own eyes, she would have thought it was just an illusion of her own.

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