In the quick transmigration story, the most popular female supporting character is both delicate and

Xu Tingran took a dress of her own size and then a dress of Yun Yao's size.

He just noticed... what she was wearing.

"The material of this dress feels really comfortable to the touch. I'll buy you one too."

"Okay."

After buying clothes, I came out.

Just pick any restaurant to eat at.

Yun Yao had no appetite for any of the delicious food... Xu Tingran smelled much better than any of it.

The latter sensed her thoughts and generously extended a hand to her.

As if afraid he would change his mind, Yun Yao immediately reached out and grabbed him.

Xu Tingran felt the soft warmth in her palm, pursed her lips, and thought, "If only it could always be like this..."

Perhaps he was too greedy.

After finishing our meal, we left the mall.

The sky outside suddenly turned gloomy, as if a storm was brewing.

Yun Yao suddenly remembered that today was the Ghost Festival... so Xu Tingran should also go to his parents' graves to pay his respects.

Xu Tingran bought a transparent umbrella by the roadside, just in case.

"The next bus will arrive in three minutes. I should be able to get home before it rains."

Yun Yao leaned on his shoulder, turning her head to look only at his sharp, defined jawline. "Isn't there anything else to do?"

Xu Tingran felt the fine, warm breath on her neck, and felt extremely hot all over, with a dry throat.

He coughed awkwardly, trying to hide his nervousness.

"No, there's nothing else to do."

"Xu Tingran".

"Hmm?" Xu Tingran tilted her head slightly, her stray hairs falling across her forehead and casting delicate silhouettes on her face.

"You mean today is the Ghost Festival? Shouldn't we go to sweep the graves of our elders?"

Xu Tingran pursed her lips, her eyes darkening slightly. "No need."

What's the point of visiting someone's grave when they're dead? It's just self-deception.

"I said, let's go, talk to them, okay?"

Xu Tingran lowered her eyelashes, her brows furrowed, and her eyes darkened. "It's about to rain, and... there's not much to say."

A naive young man, even his longing is clumsy...

Yun Yao took the umbrella from his hand and opened it. "This umbrella is quite big, and I won't get wet in the rain. It's more than enough to cover you."

Xu Tingran wanted to say something... but Yun Yao pulled her to the other side, "Let's go quickly, or it will get dark."

Xu Tingran grasped her wrist. "Wait."

Yun Yao looked up at him. "Hmm?"

Xu Tingran pointed in the opposite direction, "You've gone the wrong way, it's the other side."

"Oh... then turn around."

……

Xu Tingran's parents' graves are in a very remote suburb.

Because good burial plots are too expensive, in the end, one can only choose the cheapest plot that one can barely afford.

We arrived a bit late, and the weather was hot and humid, so the flowers for memorial services sold at the entrance of the cemetery were already somewhat wilted.

Xu Tingran looked at the flowers in her hand, her eyes deep and thoughtful.

It's truly pathetic and desolate; the cemetery plots are the cheapest available, and even the flowers are stale.

They said there was no need to come to pay their respects; they probably didn't want anyone to repeatedly remind them of their tragic lives, both before and after death.

Yun Yao took the flowers from his hand, filled them with water from a small fountain by the roadside, and handed them back to Xu Tingran. "In a little while, these flowers will come back to life."

Xu Tingran stared blankly at the flowers in her hand, unsure whether she was asking about the flowers... or something else, "Really?"

Yun Yao nodded firmly, "Of course."

Not only these flowers, but his future will be even better than his present, because someone is loving him with a passion even more intense than roses.

He had been loved by far more people than he had imagined.

Even strangers who meet by chance may hope that he cherishes his life.

In places unknown to others, some people sacrifice their own consciousness for his happiness.

Perhaps he never realized how good he was, perhaps he has thought about giving up in the past or in the future, but that doesn’t stop many people from hoping that his life will shine brighter than the stars.

When I arrived at the cemetery, it had already started to rain. At first, it was just a light drizzle, but then the raindrops gradually grew larger, hitting the umbrella heavily and forcefully.

Xu Tingran placed the flowers in front of the grave, her eyes lowered, her thin lips slightly pursed. "Unfortunately, it's a rainy day that you don't like, but you can try to like it."

After all, it's rare for him to bring his future...wife to see them.

Xu Tingran turned around and glanced at Yun Yao, who was waiting at the entrance of the cemetery.

"She is, after all, a spirit, so we won't bring her here, lest the magnetic field here be too chaotic and affect her."

She said I would earn some money in the future and have my own company.

That sounds good, right?

I'm so glad that I won't be as down on my luck as I am now.

I hope I can be better in her eyes, even though our first meeting was...so embarrassing...

Fortunately, I will be better when we meet again.

I hope to go home with her again, through spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

However, he'll probably need to rely on the memories of this summer to weather the next harsh winter, until he meets her again.

Also, he plans to go to Beijing afterward, and may not be back for a long time...

On the way back to the car.

Yun Yao asked Xu Tingran what he had said and why he kept looking at her.

Xu Tingran tucked the stray hairs from her face behind her ear, his fingers accidentally brushing against her skin, a strange sense of tenderness washing over him.

“I said, the flowers I gave them were bought by you.”

"...You mentioned me too."

Putting aside the fact that she didn't buy the flowers, why did he even mention her? It's strangely giving me the feeling of meeting an elder...

"Yes, elders all like cute little girls, and they'll be happy if you're mentioned."

"..." Yun Yao suspected he was making things up. They didn't even know her, so what was there to be happy about mentioning her?

By this time, the rain outside had stopped.

Yun Yao opened the car window and unexpectedly saw the girl she had seen on the bus last time.

Although she was still a bit dazed, she couldn't help but glance at the girl because she kept listening to her talk.

I can still remember what that girl looked like...

She tugged at Xu Tingran's sleeve, gesturing for him to look outside.

"That girl is the one who talked to you on the bus last time, right?"

Xu Tingran nodded casually, "Mm."

"Does she like you?"

Xu Tingran pinched her chin, "Silly girl, you're quite the gossip."

"...Isn't it human nature to gossip?"

Gossiping may be human nature... but the fact that she showed absolutely no caution is not human nature.

Didn't you come back specifically for him?

He didn't feel nervous at all, even though he knew someone liked him.

However, she wasn't nervous, but he took the initiative to distance himself from the situation.

"Actually, I don't know her, and I don't know where I've seen her before..."

"Yeah, I got it."

"What do you understand? You understand." Seeing her thoughtful and enlightened look, Xu Tingran couldn't help but shake her head to see what was inside.

Before meeting the female lead, the men around her were all prominent figures in their own lives, but none of them paid any attention to her.

So it's normal not to know.

When getting off the bus, because there were too many people getting off, Yun Yao floated in front, while Xu Tingran was blocked behind.

The cloud drifted too happily and, without warning, bumped into an unidentified object...

"Hey, it hurts!"

Lu Shuqing looked at the person in front of him who was covering his forehead, staring at him with watery eyes and a faint blush at the corners of his eyes.

A strange emotion flashed through his mind, "Why... is he so delicate?"