Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Mr. Li put away the memories on his face and calmed down. The photo under his fingertips was close at hand. The girl in the photo was smiling as always.

For sixty years, she lay here quietly, and her eyes as bright as stars have never faded.

"You should be tired of seeing me, Xiaoxiao, you may not want to see me again, let alone me who has become like this. I often dream about you during this period. You should be reminding me that your birthday is coming soon. Fortunately, I didn't miss your birthday. I promised you that I would accompany you for every birthday in your life. I broke so many promises to you, but fortunately, I didn't break this one. Otherwise, when I go to your place, how can I face you again..."

There was a rare smile on his cold and tough face, and his lips were slightly raised. Chi Enen seemed to see a handsome man standing in front of the tombstone through his old face through time.

"You like spring so much, it should be spring all year round there, without the rainy days you hate. Do you still like white roses, or do you have a new favorite flower?"

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

Grandpa Li stroked the tombstone with his palm, and looked at the photo on the tombstone with gentle eyes as if he was looking at his beloved, "Xiaoxiao, I often wonder if the most wrong thing I have done in my life is not to reject you at the beginning. I clearly knew that we were not Maybe we were together, but I indulged my own selfishness and allowed you to sneak close to me. It was because of my own selfishness that you left this world early. Were you disappointed in me before you left? Maybe... If you were not disappointed, you would not choose to leave me in that way. Xiaoxiao, I always wonder, if I rejected you at the beginning, and rejected the bouquet of flowers you gave me, would your life become brighter without me..." Chi Enen didn't know why she felt very uncomfortable when she heard his old murmur. Especially when she saw the old man who had always been strong showing an extremely fragile look, she felt even more uncomfortable. She didn't want to disturb the old man's murmur, and silently moved the umbrella closer to prevent the raindrops from the sky from falling on the old man... Mr. Li stayed in the cemetery for an hour before turning around and leaving. Before leaving, he did not forget to take away the 11 white roses that were almost withered in front of the tombstone. Chi Enen saw those roses and knew that he must have arranged for someone to send fresh white roses every day. Because today is the day he comes here once a year, the person responsible for delivering roses did not come, so there was a bunch of withering flowers in front of the tombstone.

"Let's go." Grandpa Li took a last look at the tombstone and turned his head to Chi Enen.

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

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

He walked steadily, and his head did not turn back. It was completely impossible to tell that he had shown such a sad expression in front of the tombstone before. If Chi Enen hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought it was just an illusion.