High Martial Arts: Invincibility Begins with Fishing Through the Heavens

Xu Qinghuan turned around abruptly and saw Nie Zhisen dressed in white standing not far away, holding a white towel in his hand.

"Brother Zhisen?"

Upon seeing her, Nie Zhisen looked slightly surprised before walking towards her.

“You came to pay respects to your aunt without telling me beforehand. If I had known you were coming today, I wouldn’t have come.”

He smiled, and then naturally began to wipe Zheng Qiuzhi's tombstone with the towel in his hand, carefully and meticulously.

It's clear that among all the tombstones, Zheng Qiuzhi's is the cleanest, and it's not just the kind of clean that was wiped down for a day; it's obvious that it's been regularly maintained and cleaned.

Do you... come here often?

Xu Qinghuan watched him move around with such ease, as if he were the manager of this place.

“Whenever I have free time, I come to visit Auntie.” Nie Zhisen cleaned Zheng Qiuzhi’s tombstone and then tidied up the small grass growing next to it.

"..." Xu Qinghuan felt a pang of guilt. She, as a daughter, hadn't been able to do it herself, and instead had to ask Nie Zhisen to do it for her. "Brother Zhisen, thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?" He raised an eyebrow, folded the towel, and put it in a pocket. "My aunt liked me a lot when she was alive, and I admired her strong and unyielding character. Doing these things has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to thank me."

"Brother Zhisen, I—"

“You don’t need to say anything more.” Nie Zhisen gently interrupted her. “Don’t take all the burdens and responsibilities on yourself. Since I’ve already said that this is my own choice, you don’t need to be grateful! Speaking of which, I should thank Auntie. Sometimes when I’m in a bad mood or feeling a bit down, I come over and talk to Auntie. It’s a way to relieve my stress.”

Xu Qinghuan lowered her eyelashes. "You really don't need to go to such lengths, Brother Zhisen. I can't give you any response."

"Do I need any response?"

"..."

"Huanhuan, I've long since given up on everything." Nie Zhisen stood quietly in front of Xu Qinghuan, his voice filled with self-mockery and loneliness. "Don't even take away this last bit of hope of mine. You can't be so cruel to me."

He had already retreated to the edge, even restraining himself, and had only called her a handful of times. What more could she ask for?

Xu Qinghuan lowered her head and remained silent, knowing that no amount of persuasion would be of any use.

He has persisted for so many years; if he had listened to advice, he wouldn't be where he is today.

"I won't keep you from paying respects to your aunt. You two have a good talk. I'll go and take the towel to the locker, and then I'll wait for you downstairs."

"it is good."

Xu Qinghuan nodded, watching Nie Zhisen turn and leave, his figure gradually shrinking until it disappeared.

She placed the flowers in front of the tombstone and then sat down beside it.

"Ms. Zheng, I'm here."

In the past, whenever she called her mother Ms. Zheng, her mother would glare at her and say that she was disrespectful, but she would always reach out and touch her.

Zheng Qiuzhi has always had this strong and stubborn temperament.

Xu Qinghuan suspected that she never spoke calmly or in a peaceful manner.

I remember when I was in junior high school, I secretly worked part-time. By the time I finished and got back to the hospital, it was already late at night. I thought my mother was already asleep, and she was so tired that she almost fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Until one day, in a daze, she felt someone stroking her hair, so gently and tenderly!

She heard her mother sigh and a remorseful "I'm sorry."