The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend Chapter 495: Trample His Face into the Ground

On the way back, Gu Yuan was already prepared to et Wen Fei for the last ti.

But she didn’t expect that the final eting had already happened...

Everything happened so suddenly, that when she saw Wen Fei’s cold body covered with white cloth, what ca to Gu Yuan’s mind wasn’t that she was finally freed from Wen Fei’s shadow, but—

"You... will you et again in another world?"

Perhaps they will et again.

Perhaps in another parallel tiline, Wen Fei will reunite with Gu Yuesheng, who has been waiting for her.

They will start a new life, abandon painful mories and regrets, and begin again.

Just... don’t suffer like this again.

...

Three plane tickets were booked.

Gu Yuan’s, Chi Yu’s, and Wen Fei’s urn.

Gu Yuan brought Wen Fei’s urn back to the country, to the sa cetery as Gu Yuesheng, where she placed Wen Fei’s grave.

The sky remained gray, with thick ink-colored clouds pressing down the atmosphere, signaling an impending rain. At this mont, the mist in the cetery was heavy. Gu Yuan stood silently in a black dress in front of Gu Yuesheng’s tombstone, not far behind was Wen Fei’s tombstone.

She had just co from Wen Fei’s grave to her father’s side.

Wen Fei’s death wasn’t much of a blow to the Wen Family.

The Wen Family had an ancestral hall and many mbers; only Wen Fei’s parents and a few uncles and aunts ca to take a look and hurriedly left.

The Wen Family people are all indifferent; sotis Gu Yuan feels quite fortunate because she’s a Gu.

The sky grew darker, and Gu Yuan didn’t know how long she had been standing in front of Gu Yuesheng’s tombstone, until the fine rain fell on her hair, cheeks, and arms. She looked up at the sky and suddenly realized, "...it’s raining."

It seed that whenever a new tombstone was added to the cetery, there would be days of gentle rain.

The drizzle beca denser, and Gu Yuan’s hair seed coated with a fine layer of white sugar.

Even her eyelashes caught a bit of it. As she raised her hand to wipe her eyes, a shadow covered the rain over her head. Gu Yuan glanced sideways to see Chi Yu standing beside her with an umbrella.

He was dressed in all black, elegant and refined, with most of the umbrella tilted towards her. He said, "Yuanyuan, it’s raining."

Yes, it’s raining.

"I have to go now," she said to the black and white photo on the tombstone.

There’s no need to look forward to that day each year anymore.

The words she said to Wen Fei that day were ant to deceive Wen Fei; her father would never hate Wen Fei, neither in life nor in death.

Perhaps there’s no eternal love in this world, but there is certainly eternal waiting.

Gu Yuesheng gave everything to protect Wen Fei.

Chi Yu took Gu Yuan’s hand, holding it gently. The palm of his hand was dry and warm. "Let’s go."

Gu Yuan nodded, "Okay."

Outside the cetery, a black business car was parked there; Old Bai was in the car with Suisui.

Though little Suisui was a bit fussy, Old Bai, who had children of his own, handled Suisui with ease.

"Mom."

Suisui saw her, placed her hands on the car window edge, and waved. Gu Yuan got into the car, and Suisui hugged her tightly, sticking to her and asking, "Where did Mom go?"

This was probably Suisui’s favorite question to ask Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan hugged Suisui close, her throat tightened, and she said softly, "Suisui, Mom doesn’t have a mom anymore."

Chi Yu, who was about to close the car door, paused in his movents.

He couldn’t fully empathize with Gu Yuan’s emotions at this mont, but he knew how much suppression was hidden beneath her calm exterior.

He leaned in and touched his forehead to hers to comfort her, "You have , and Suisui. You have many people who love you."

At that instant, the calm facade of Gu Yuan was suddenly shattered. Her emotions were no longer suppressed at the heart’s bottom, and her eyes beca moist and red with warmth.

In her mind, scenes of her past grievances and ties with Wen Fei replayed like slides. She watched those images carefully as her hands trembled lightly with a small amplitude.

She was helpless and confused, her trembling fingertips clasped tightly by Chi Yu. He said, "Yuanyuan, look at ."

She looked at him, her husky voice trembling, "I no longer hate... Chi Yu, I no longer hate, I don’t hate anymore..."

When there’s hatred, everything is alive.

Without hatred, there’s really... nothing left.

Chi Yu held her fingertips tightly; the atmosphere in the car was oppressive and pressing, all emanating from Gu Yuan. Even Suisui stayed obediently nestled in Gu Yuan’s embrace, motionless, confused by the words "Mom doesn’t have a mom anymore," which she was too young to comprehend.