Quite awkward

On Qingming Festival, the bright sun hangs in the sky.

Qi Yu stood beside the flower bed in the villa's yard, sniffing the fragrance of the flowers and feeling the breath of nature.

Not finding anyone in the house, Mu Chenan walked to the porch with his coat.

The woman over there was taking pictures of pink roses. After taking the pictures, she squatted down and typed. I don’t know who she was sharing them with.

"Qi Yu."

His voice wasn't loud, but loud enough for her to hear.

Qi Yu moved his body, looked over, hurriedly stood up, and ran to Mu Chenan holding his cell phone.

“Are you leaving?”

His eyes fell on her cell phone.

“Look at the picture you just took.”

Qi Yu didn't hesitate. He unlocked the phone with his thumb, handed it to him, and swiped through a picture every two seconds.

“How’s it going? Is it a good shot?”

She remembered that when he was in college, he loved photography and took a lot of beautiful photos, which are now hanging in the corridor of the main building of the Mu family manor.

He glanced at it casually and said, "It's okay."

Qi Yu put away his phone in disappointment, looked up at the sky, and said, "The weather is nice today, let's go early."

"Um."

Mu Chenan turned around and put on his coat, asking her to follow him. They took the elevator to the garage, and he chose a Mercedes-Benz G-Class.

Qi Yu first placed the incense, candles, and paper money she had prepared in advance on the back seat. She consciously opened the passenger door and got in the car and sat down.

The car drove out of the villa and headed towards the suburbs.

On the way, Qi Yu tilted his head and pretended to sleep.

The further away from the city center, the fewer cars there are on the road, with only a few cars on the road, and some intersections don't even have traffic lights.

Mu Chenan drove very steadily and arrived at the destination smoothly without looking at the navigation.

After getting off the bus, people who come to pay their respects need to climb up the hill of the cemetery on foot.

Before coming, Mu Chenan had no intention of accompanying her upstairs. Now he saw that she was carrying a lot of things, and the bags were tightly wrapped around her palms, which seemed very strenuous.

He pushed the door open and got out of the car. His long legs landed on the ground and he took everything from her hands in a commanding tone.

"lead the way."

Qi Yu looked up at him, walked quickly in front of him, and walked up the cement road along the mountain.

The man strode quickly in front of her and turned back to glance at her lightly.

That look seemed to be mocking her, saying that she had such poor physical strength.

Qi Yu was wearing loose wide-leg pants today. She pulled up the hem of her pants and tried hard to catch up with him.

Finally reached the flat ground, but there were still hundreds of steps to climb.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at Qi Jianhong's grave.

Muchenan continued to climb up and reached the top of the mountain to see the spring scenery.

More than ten years have passed, and Qi Yu has become familiar with the tomb-sweeping process.

She placed white chrysanthemums, arranged the offerings, poured white wine, lit incense and candles, burned paper money, then knelt down and kowtowed, talking silently to her father in her heart.

In previous years, when Mu Yanqing was around, Qi Yu would always stay longer, and his feelings of missing him would be even stronger.

This time it only took her seven or eight minutes to complete everything.

"Brother, I'm fine."

Mu Chenan walked down the stairs and stopped beside her. He glanced at her fair and translucent little face and didn't see any trace of tears.

It’s a good thing that you didn’t cry, so he doesn’t have to comfort you.

He warned calmly: "It's going to rain, let's get down the mountain quickly."

Qi Yuping looked at the sky in the distance.

There was a dark cloud over there, the clouds were low and thick, and a storm was gradually moving towards her.

The rain had not yet fallen when the two men went down the mountain.

After both of them got into the car, dense raindrops hit the windshield.

Qi Yu was glad that his clothes were not wet, but he thought that the incense and candles at his father's grave had not yet burned out and might have been extinguished by the rain.

Mu Chenan turned on the wipers, visibility was clear, he started the car and drove onto the road.

There were not many cars on the road, so he drove carefully and not fast.

The sound of rain outside grew louder, so loud that it was frightening.

Qi Yu looked out the window and then at the calm man in the driver's seat. She was still nervous, but she didn't show it, worried that it would affect his driving.

It was raining heavily, the sky was dark, and vision was blurry.

Mu Chenan didn't want to force his way through the weather, so he turned the steering wheel and found a secluded place to stop. He checked the weather forecast on his phone and it was predicted that the rain would not stop for a while.

Qi Yu came over nervously and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

“Not sure. Accidents are likely to happen in this kind of weather. Let’s wait and see.”

Mu Chenan put down his phone, lowered his seat, and planned to rest first and make plans later.

Occasionally a car passed by outside, and Qi Yu felt scared. It seemed that stopping for a while was the right decision.

Halfway through the rain, a flash of white lightning suddenly flashed across the sky.

Qi Yu was startled and tilted his head and said, "Second brother, it's starting to thunder."

Mu Chenan suddenly opened his eyes and met her panicked gaze. Instead of trying to comfort her, he said, "Be prepared. There will be more later."

He has lived in Linjiang for so many years and is familiar with the ever-changing weather here. Rain and thunder are normal. It just happened that they encountered this situation outdoors today.

Soon after he finished speaking, there was another loud thunder.

Qi Yu covered her chest, trying to calm herself down and force herself not to scream and annoy others.

Mu Chenan remained calm and composed, glancing sideways at her as she huddled in her seat and trembled.

"So timid?"

She insisted she was fine.

The thunder outside continued, she was still shaking, and her face turned pale.

This is not normal.

Mu Chenan couldn't help but suspect that there was something wrong with her.

He frowned and asked, "Are you really okay?"

"I'm just, just simply, scared." Qi Yu said this intermittently, trying his best to calm his fear.

She had heard thunder before, but that was in the safety of the room, not like now, with the whip-like sound of rain and deafening thunder outside the car window.

It seems that in such an environment, there will always be suspenseful stories happening.

Maybe she has watched too many movies like this, or maybe she herself is very insecure.

Seeing her like this, Mu Chenan was worried that something unexpected might happen to her body. Now that it was inconvenient for her to travel, he had to find a way to comfort her.

"Qi Yu, close your eyes and cover your ears."

Qi Yu did as he was told and turned sideways to face him.

Mu Chenan stretched out his hand, held it in mid-air for a few seconds, and watched her reaction closely.