CHAPTER 1397: CHAPTER 1320: LIKES DRINKING TEA

"Okay, make sure he prepares a gift and brings his wallet. If the gift is not impressive, I won’t let you marry him, and if he doesn’t treat me to the most expensive meal, he fails," Ye Ranran set her terms.

"Alright, as you say," Luo Qi sniffled.

"Are you done talking?" Shen Yuzhe said coolly.

"Ranran, are you going for treatment? Then I won’t disturb you further. Take good care of yourself and don’t worry about me," said Luo Qi, her face full of concern.

"I will." Shen Yuzhe snatched the phone from Ye Ranran’s hand and answered for her before hanging up.

Ye Ranran frowned: "What about manners?"

"I only know that if we keep going, someone will start screaming in a bit."

Ye Ranran hurriedly extended her hand: "Hurry up and remove them."

Shen Yuzhe sat opposite her, pulling out the needles one by one: "It’s surprising how much you like to meddle."

She could hardly take care of herself, yet she meddled in other people’s affairs – Shen Yuzhe really couldn’t understand her.

"What do you know?" Ye Ranran glanced at him sideways.

Shen Yuzhe placed the medicine in front of her: "All I know is that it’s time for you to take your medicine."

After taking the medicine, Ye Ranran changed her clothes. She had arranged with him to visit Song Ze’s grave today.

She specifically wore dark clothes, and Jun Mochan was also dressed in black, making them look like a couple in matching outfits.

Ye Ranran didn’t really like couple things, just like she didn’t like to show off her love.

She believed that love wasn’t about showing off, but was reflected in every little detail of everyday life.

"Let’s go," Jun Mochan held her hand firmly.

This time, Shen Yuzhe also joined them. The thought of soon meeting the man said to somewhat resemble him filled his heart with excitement.

But when he thought that the other person was no longer in this world, he felt somewhat depressed.

Jun Mochan only accompanied Ye Ranran to the entrance of the cemetery. Ye Ranran let go of his hand and walked towards Song Ze.

"Isn’t the young master coming?" Shen Yuzhe curiously looked at Jun Mochan by the car.

"No, he doesn’t want to see him," Ye Ranran continued forward, carrying things with her.

Shen Yuzhe still didn’t understand: "Why?"

"Would you want to see your love rival?"

Shen Yuzhe: "..." That sounded very reasonable.

After laying out the food, Ye Ranran also took out a can of herbal tea.

Looking at all these things, Shen Yuzhe’s mouth twitched. His gaze fixed on the herbal tea: "Did he like drinking tea?"

"I saw from his reports, there was always herbal tea on his table; I think he liked to drink it, right? Ah Ze." Ye Ranran looked at him with a smile, her eyes curving into crescents.

Just like the previous times, she sat next to his tombstone, as if sitting side by side with him: "I’ve come to see you again."

"I’m doing pretty well now; I wonder if you are too?"

"You must be, right? Someone like you should be in heaven by now; hopefully, there’s no more pain or worries up there," she mused aloud.

"Next time, when I get better, I’ll bring my baby to see you; he’s very well-behaved, obedient, and also very cute."

...

Shen Yuzhe listened to Ye Ranran’s endless chatter, never having known her to be so talkative.

The man in the photo was extraordinarily handsome, with a cool and distant demeanor, thin lips lightly curved in a semblance of a smile, his eyes as cold as the snow on tall mountains, revealing his indifference.

Even through the photo, one could feel the pressure.

What a pity, Shen Yuzhe shook his head.

He thought he understood why Ye Ranran was so fixated on him.

Perhaps it had nothing to do with love; it was just a pity that the other had sacrificed his life for her.

Such a person should have shone brightly but for her sake, his life was forever fixed at its most beautiful moment.