CHAPTER 790: CHAPTER 787: BRIGHT SUNSHINE

"The child just got back, let him rest first, we can talk in a few days." Zhang He Ping said.

He thought his son somehow upset his wife again, so he quickly stepped forward to help.

But Wang Hongxia just turned her head and glared at him, and he immediately cowered.

Zhang Zhonghe, however, was not surprised. Instead, he smiled and said, "Dad, you sit down too, I have something to tell you."

"What’s the matter?" Zhang He Ping asked, sitting down next to Wang Hongxia with a puzzled look.

"Don’t talk."

Wang Hongxia reprimanded him, then looked at her son again, signaling him to continue.

"Actually, it’s about Xiao Yue..." Zhang Zhonghe said.

"Which Xiao Yue?" Wang Hongxia asked.

"Yin Xingyue?" Zhang He Ping asked.

The couple had different reactions—some were confused, some surprised, and even slightly panicked. Their expressions were very complex.

"Who else but Xiao Yue? She said I was going to die, and I told her if I died, I could play with her, but she said if I died, Dad and Mom, you would be very sad. She didn’t want you to be sad, so she told me not to die..."

Upon hearing this, the corners of the couple’s eyes became wet, and Wang Hongxia choked up, "Such a good child, but unfortunately her fate was bitter. At such a young age, why did she have to commit suicide? Isn’t it good to be alive? If she faced any difficulties, she could have told us..."

"Sigh, what’s the use of saying this now?" Zhang He Ping sighed.

Xiao Yue’s death was very unexpected and sad for the couple, especially for Zhang He Ping, who felt he had failed Xiao Yue’s father’s trust.

"I don’t know what Xiao Yue gave me to eat. I was groggy at the time, didn’t see clearly. But after eating it, I felt a chill all over my body, then intense heat, like I was on fire. Xiao Yue said it was my immune system recovering, and then I got better. My whole body felt so comfortable, so energized..."

The couple sat dumbfounded, listening to their son’s story, feeling like it was a fantasy tale.

"But Xiao Yue said my body hasn’t completely recovered yet, because the previous illness took a heavy toll, I need to eat more to replenish and fully recover, and in the future, my body will be strong..."

On hearing this, Wang Hongxia looked somewhat dazed.

She remembered the first time they met, that little girl with a small backpack, a ponytail, and calling her aunt shyly...

She remembered the little girl who leaned on her shoulder, wanting to whisper secrets...

She remembered the little girl who lost the small hairpin she gave and cried loudly...

She remembered that summer of torrential rain, holding a big umbrella to find her little girl...

She remembered that night, when the little girl nestled in her arms, whispered, Auntie, you seem like my mom...

...

Wu wu...

Wang Hongxia sobbed softly.

She deeply regretted not having been more determined initially, in taking over the guardianship of Xiao Yue before her father passed away.

Actually, she had the chance, but raising a child is no small matter. Why didn’t they have a second child all these years? Not because they couldn’t, but because they feared they couldn’t afford it.

If you have a child, you must be responsible for their life. You can’t let a child come into this world only to suffer. If that’s the case, it’s better not to have one.

"Alright, what’s the use of crying now?"

Hearing Wang Hongxia’s crying made Zhang He Ping especially irritable because it made him feel even more guilty.

"Lele, go on."

"What more is there to say? Xiao Yue left later." Zhang Zhonghe sighed.

"Then... can we see her again? I miss her." Wang Hongxia said quickly.

"I said the same thing, but Xiao Yue said after making Mom sad once, she wouldn’t let you be sad a second time. She didn’t want to be seen. She even told me not to tell you about her." Zhang Zhonghe said.

The couple looked at each other at a loss after hearing this.

Eventually, Zhang He Ping worriedly asked, "You telling us about this wouldn’t matter, would it?"

"What could it matter? I have a big mouth, Xiao Yue knows that." Zhang Zhonghe said proudly.

The couple wanted to smile hearing this, and Wang Hongxia said irritably, "What’s there to be proud of in a situation like this?"

"Anyway, I’ve told you everything. Whether you believe it or not is up to you."

The couple didn’t really believe it. The story sounded too bizarre, but what happened to their son was so strange they couldn’t help but believe.

For a while, their minds felt cluttered, and more doubts arose.

"Will we be able to see Xiao Yue in the future?" Wang Hongxia asked worriedly.

Zhang Zhonghe nodded, "She said we could meet again and even promised me."

"Xiao Yue says she’s a ghost, are ghosts really so powerful?"

"Also, did you ask why Xiao Yue committed suicide?"

"Since Xiao Yue has been gone for so long, where has she been? Does she have a place to stay? Food to eat? Should we burn more offerings for her?"

"Uh, I don’t know."

"She didn’t tell me."

"I’m not sure."

...

"Really useless. What else can you do besides eating?" Wang Hongxia said irritably.

"I, I’m still a patient, how can you say that about me?" Zhang Zhonghe was very angry.

"Aren’t you recovered?" Zhang He Ping quietly interjected.

"Not yet, Xiao Yue said to supplement nutrition and eat more good food." Zhang Zhonghe said.

"Understood, I’ll make you more delicious food..."

Wang Hongxia said this with a smile in her eyes. With Zhang Zhonghe’s recovery, their family felt like seeing the light through the clouds, dispelling years of gloom over the couple, and the days ahead are all bright and sunny.

"Next time I see Xiao Yue, I’ll ask her again." Zhang Zhonghe said.

Zhang He Ping sighed at this, shook his head, and said, "Let it go, if she doesn’t say, don’t ask, but truly we should thank her."

"Later, I’ll go buy some fruit and get some of her favorite snacks, then tomorrow, we’ll go see her together." Wang Hongxia said.

"Huh, Mom, do you know where Xiao Yue is? I asked, and she didn’t tell me, only said she’d come to find me." Zhang Zhonghe said, surprised.

"You silly, of course we’re going to the cemetery." Zhang He Ping said.

"Oh, that makes sense." Zhang Zhonghe chuckled.

"Maybe she’s at the cemetery." But he still said stubbornly.

Zhang He Ping ignored him and instead told Wang Hongxia, "Also buy some rice, flour, and oil, and let’s visit Granny Yin."

They couldn’t directly thank Xiao Yue, so they transferred their gratitude to Granny Yin.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhonghe’s eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Xiao Yue must be with Grandma, we’ll definitely see Xiao Yue when we visit Grandma."

The couple felt that might indeed be possible.

Since Xiao Yue knew about Zhang Zhonghe’s illness, it showed she was always watching over them. With Granny Yin being alone, Xiao Yue surely wouldn’t be at ease and must be frequently visiting Grandma. Perhaps she is there all the time, just in a different way, always by her side.