I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

The Blue Eagle Cup is renowned throughout the country and is highly prestigious.

Besides University A, many students from other universities participated in the competition this time.

Of course, even the registration fee is not low.

The hotel restaurant provided a high-standard buffet for the participating students, offering both Chinese and Western cuisine, and almost all the students ate there on time.

After all, it would be a waste if you don’t eat it.

Several students from the mathematics department of University A sat down at a table, which was covered with various foods, and each person's plate was full.

Xie Yutong walked over gracefully, carrying a plate. She wore light makeup and looked radiant.

It is said that people are in high spirits when they have good news. Not long ago, she was officially recognized by the Xie family, and everyone learned that Wen Yutong's surname was Xie.

Although the Xie family cannot be compared with those top-tier families, they can still be considered a small but powerful family in the business world, which is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Suddenly, Xie Yutong's aura became even stronger.

She's a total rich and beautiful girl! And unlike other heiresses, she's not spoiled or arrogant!

With her gentle personality, graceful appearance, and wealthy background, she has recently attracted countless suitors!

A boy kindly pulled out a chair for her, and Xie Yutong softly said, "Thank you."

The boy chuckled, his teeth practically showing.

Xie Yutong glanced around casually. "Where's Shen Yan? Isn't he coming down for dinner?"

One of the boys shook his head. "I don't know. Guo Qiang, don't you live next door to him? Have you seen Shen Yan?"

The boy named Guo Qiang quickly swallowed the meat in his mouth. "I just saw him at the entrance. He said he was going to eat at another hotel and would be back later."

"Why would you eat out when there's a free, high-class buffet available?"

"Yeah, let's just ignore him."

Guo Qiang nodded as he stuffed meat into his mouth, "Damn, this lobster is so delicious, I want to go get ten more..."

The table was bustling with noise, and Xie Yutong lowered her head slightly and took two sips of juice.

Shen Yan hit Li Chuan at her birthday party that day, and she still remembers it.

Shen Yan was a year younger than her. Every time she met everyone, she would call them "senior" or "elder sister." She was well-behaved and polite, looking just like a little lamb, with no aggression whatsoever.

But the scene from that day is still vivid in my mind. He didn't hesitate at all when he hit people. His expression was cold and cruel. His face and body were covered in blood, and he looked extremely frightening.

They are completely different people than usual.

And these past few days, when I occasionally saw Shen Yan at school, he was still that kind, shy, and well-behaved junior. When he saw her, he could still greet her normally, as if nothing had happened.

For some reason, Xie Yutong has felt extremely uncomfortable lately whenever she looks into Shen Yan's dark eyes.

Asians are said to have black eyes, but the color of the iris lightens as people grow older, so most people actually have brown eyes.

But Shen Yan's eyes were completely black, and at first glance, they were indistinguishable from his pupils.

Like a pitch-black vortex, eerily black, chillingly so.

Xie Yutong let out a long sigh.

It would be better if they didn't come.

A few girls were chatting together nearby when suddenly someone glanced out the window.

"Oh, it's raining again? Why has it been raining so much lately? I was thinking of going out for a walk later!"

"What are you wandering around for? Go back inside and do some more practice problems!"

"Ugh......"

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Jingze Cemetery is not very close to the hotel, about ten kilometers away.

Due to traffic congestion, it took almost an hour to travel just over ten kilometers.

Xie Yan got out of the car, her face a little pale.

It wasn't just because of my mood, but also because it was my period again.

She's been careful to avoid raw and cold foods lately, so the pain isn't as bad as last time, but it's definitely not pleasant.

Right next door is Wenxue Lake Park, with a lake and trees, fresh air, and a faint earthy scent.

The cemetery was very large. Xie Yan was wearing a white dress, her face was calm, but her eyes were full of confusion.

In such a large place, where could Yang Huiyun be?

It started to drizzle again at some point, and a cold wind was blowing. Xie Yan felt as if her heart had been torn open, letting in a draft.

She carried the bouquet of flowers, looking around as she walked.

The stone tablets are engraved with different names and different photos.

Some are old, some are young, and some are in their prime.

Since Xie Yan personally handled her grandmother's funeral arrangements and sent her grandmother to the crematorium, and even had to grit her teeth and go back to work to earn money just two days later.

Hsieh Yan once thought she had truly grown up and was indestructible.

But when she actually arrived at the cemetery and saw the lives that had been laid to rest, especially when she thought that Yang Huiyun was still buried somewhere there, Xie Yan couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with sorrow.

Who wants to grow up?

Who wants to be indestructible?

She would rather live a carefree and naive life.

The rain is getting heavier.

The raindrops pounded on the ground, hitting my body with a heavy, painful, and chilling cold that went right to my bones.

In this weather, there was no one else in the cemetery except for the girl in the white dress.

Her eyes were red and swollen, her lips were tightly pursed, her sharp chin was delicate and taut, and she looked incredibly fragile.

Finally, she stopped.

On the large, bright stone tablet in front of me is engraved a picture of a little girl and several large characters.

"The Tomb of My Beloved Daughter, Xie Yan"

Rain was washing over the little girl's face. The black and white stone imprints weren't very clear, but you could still see that the little girl's smile was exceptionally bright.

She had her hair in a ponytail, smiled sweetly, and looked lively, cute, and innocent, as if she were still alive.

At this moment, the two Xie Yans faced each other.

One was crying, and the other was laughing.

One big and one small.

One is yin, and the other is yang.

The slender girl was soaked to the bone, her throat tightened with a sob, and she was unable to speak.

The four corners of the stone tablet and the area around the photo were exceptionally smooth, as if they had been polished and polished, or as if someone frequently wiped and touched them.

Xie Yan couldn't help but squat down and gently touch the stone tablet.

She wanted to keep one flower for herself.

Although the idea of ​​visiting one's own grave and bringing carnations sounds quite absurd.

The pain in my lower abdomen was still churning, and the rain was getting heavier. Dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and it seemed that the rain was going to get even heavier.

Shen Yan said that Yang Huiyun and her daughter were buried together.

Xie Yan got up and hurriedly went to find Yang Huiyun's tombstone.

but.

Neither the left nor the right is correct.

She ran around in all directions, but couldn't find her mother.

Xie Yan's tears had already mingled with the rain, making her look utterly disheveled.

Tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision and making it impossible to see anything.

Xie Yan tried to hold back her tears, but she couldn't control them at all.

Why.

Why is it so hard to find?

We can't even see the living person, so why won't we even let her see a tombstone now?

Why did it have to be my period today? Why did it have to rain today?

Why is everything going wrong for her lately?

She just wants to see her mother one more time, even just a photo. Is that too much to ask?

Why? Why did they have to do this to her?

An overwhelming sense of grievance surged into Xie Yan's heart like a tidal wave, making it hard for her to breathe.

The autumn rain pelted Xie Yan's face like ice shards, soaking her hair and leaving it clinging to her neck, making her look utterly disheveled.

The disheveled girl threw the flowers on the ground, squatted in the heavy rain, and covered her face as she wept bitterly.

After what seemed like an eternity, Xie Yan realized that the rain had stopped.

But she lifted her face from her knees, squinting her red and swollen eyes, and saw that the puddle not far away was still rippling with water.

She slowly raised her head and saw a large black umbrella above her.

Shen Yan, wearing an overcoat, stood tall and elegant behind me, like a straight and sharp bamboo, holding up an umbrella.

His eyes were lowered, his gaze deep, but a chilling smile played on his lips.

Xie Yan finally lifted her head from her tears. Their eyes met, and Shen Yan tightened his grip on the umbrella, his fingertips turning white.

A few seconds later, the boy finally called out her name, word by word, his voice low and cold.

"...Thank you, Yan."