Yuan Yuan woke up early the next morning.
He went downstairs early in the morning and polished off the breakfast that the chef had prepared for him.
He seemed very excited and he smiled with an innocence that only a child could possess.
âDad, hurry up,â Yuan Yuan urged his father who had woken up late and was still eating his breakfast.
His father was normally an early riser, but he was so lazy today and even woke up later than him.
They finally set out at 8:30 in the morning.
The car slowly moved toward the western part of Ye City.
Yuan Yuan seemed very excited along the way and bombarded his father with a multitude of questions.
âDad, how long is the journey going to take?â Yuan Yuan asked excitedly. He noticed that his father had been driving for quite some time and wondered why they were taking so long to reach their destination. Moreover, they were in such a remote part of the city that there werenât many high-rise buildings around.
Mo Yixuan glanced at Yuan Yuan and his sorrow and grief were clearly reflected in his eyes.
âDad, do you think my mom doesnât like me anymore and prefers my sister over me? Is that why she hasnât paid me a visit in such a long time?â Yuan Yuan suddenly frowned and asked sadly.
He knew his mother had also given birth to his younger sister and his sisterâs father was Uncle Ye.
The car made another turn and moved from the main road to a small two-way road lined with maple trees. It was currently winter so the trees were completely bare and only their bare twigs could be seen. There werenât any leaves and these trees looked withered and dead.
Yuan Yuan examined his surroundings curiously and took in these barren trees. He couldnât understand why his mother would choose to live here.
The car finally stopped after moving for another two kilometers.
Mo Yixuan hopped off the car, then went to carry Yuan Yuan out of the car.
âAre we here?â Yuan Yuan asked curiously and smiled at Mo Yixuan with childish innocence.
Soon, his smile froze on his face.
He stood beside the car and stared at the large rock in front of him. He could read the words that were carved on the large rock â âDehai Cemeteryâ.
Yuan Yuan muttered the words on the rock and turned to look at his father doubtfully.
He knew what was cemetery was and knew that this was where dead people were buried. His grandfather was buried in a similar cemetery but it wasnât this cemetery.
âDadâ¦â Yuan Yuan wrapped his arms around his fatherâs legs as he noticed that something seemed horribly wrong. The excitement in his eyes had also vanished.
Mo Yixuan gripped Yuan Yuanâs hand hard but he still led him forward.
This was a small cemetery in a more secluded area located in the western part of Ye City and there werenât usually werenât many visitors around, so it was exceptionally quiet.
âYuan Yuan, letâs go see your mother,â Mo Yixuan said very softly as he bent his head to look at his son. His voice sounded exceptionally hoarse as though he had a sore throat.
He turned back to the car, opened the backdoor and took out a bouquet of flowers.
It was a bouquet of chrysanthemums.
Yuan Yuan frowned when he saw his father holding this bouquet.
He suddenly remembered that they had brought similar-looking flowers to the cemetery to tend to his grandfatherâs tomb and now, his father had bought another bouquet of flowers that was just like the flowers that they had brought to visit his grandfatherâs tomb.
âDadâ¦â Yuan Yuan suddenly tugged hard at his fatherâs pants. He realized that something was wrong and pouted.
His earlier excitement and smile had vanished.