Chapter 107: The End of Everything
In the following days, it kept raining. The sky stayed dark and gloomy, and the temperature dropped.
Su Moyu walked beside Bai Shuchuan. The sound of light rain filled the street, and cold wind blew from time to time, making her pull her clothes tighter.
There were not many people on the street, since it was around 6 a.m.
Su Moyu and Bai Shuchuan came out to buy breakfast, so Bai Shuchuan’s mother could finally rest after being busy for so long.
“Why don’t we just eat here before going back?” Su Moyu turned to Bai Shuchuan and said.
“Okay,” Bai Shuchuan replied, and they sat down in a small breakfast shop.
Su Moyu ordered a bowl of noodles, and also got duck offal vermicelli soup for Bai Shuchuan.
After ordering, she calmly used her fingerprint to pay, then handed the phone back to him.
Bai Shuchuan sat there in a daze, as if thinking about something. When he took his phone back, his face had no special expression.
“What’s wrong? You don’t want to spend money on me?” Su Moyu teased him casually.
Bai Shuchuan smiled helplessly. “Of course I do.”
Su Moyu pressed her lips together.
“Am I making myself sound like I only care about money?” she thought for a moment, then continued, “Then tell me, who will control the money in the future?”
Bai Shuchuan frowned.
This felt like a dangerous question.
But based on what he knew about Su Moyu, she probably wouldn’t make things difficult.
“You,” he answered.
Su Moyu smiled when she heard that.
“If I control it, aren’t you afraid we’ll end up homeless?” she said while taking out her phone and opening a short video app.
“I’ll secretly save my own pocket money,” Bai Shuchuan joked back.
Su Moyu crossed her arms and looked at him with a bit of disdain.
Just then, the shop owner brought the noodles. Su Moyu picked up her chopsticks and said, “Your pocket money must also be mine.”
Bai Shuchuan didn’t respond. He just watched her eat.
“So selfish,” he said.
“Of course,” Su Moyu said proudly.
Bai Shuchuan ate quickly. When he finished and put down his bowl, Su Moyu immediately sped up her eating.
The sky was still dark and gloomy, a weather Su Moyu really didn’t like.
Cars and people passed by, and a cold wind blew again, making her shrink her neck.
Bai Shuchuan held her hand, feeling the soft warmth of her skin.
It was a kind of warmth he depended on.
Maybe in this world, they had already held hands many times before.
They grew up together and shared a long part of life.
“It’s raining,” Su Moyu said softly. Bai Shuchuan tilted the umbrella slightly to cover her better.
He suddenly felt a little envious of the Bai Shuchuan in this world.
He looked at Su Moyu’s face.
In the future, he would hold her hand many times too. They would be lovers, husband and wife, family…
“It’s another rainy day…”
Su Moyu spoke again in a low voice, but this time her voice was hoarse and mixed with tears.
Bai Shuchuan gently rubbed the back of her hand as he watched people carry Bai Shuchuan’s father’s body into the funeral car.
Relatives around them were all crying.
Bai Shuchuan stood stiffly in the middle of the crowd, then followed his mother into the funeral car.
Su Moyu silently wiped her tears away. Bai Shuchuan looked at the body close in front of him, but he couldn’t describe what he was feeling.
Sad?
He asked himself, but he had no answer.
“Su Moyu, am I a very cold person?”
That night, Bai Shuchuan leaned in Su Moyu’s arms like a child and asked her.
“Yes,” Su Moyu smiled helplessly. “You really are cold toward yourself.”
He had not cried when his father died.
But later, during New Year, Bai Shuchuan found one of his father’s coats in the closet at home.
Inside the pocket were a few wrinkled banknotes.
When he was a child, the happiest thing during New Year was finding some pocket money in his father’s coat. He would take it and go out with Su Moyu to buy fireworks.
The guilt of secretly using the money, though Su Moyu would comfort him, still made him feel uneasy while playing.
Later, when they got home, his father would find out and gently say, “As long as you had fun, that’s enough.”
Bai Shuchuan stared at the coat for a long time. Only then did he realize how empty the house felt. The heavy feeling in his heart came back again, even stronger.
Life still went on.
They became the most admired couple among their classmates, deeply in love.
But Bai Shuchuan and Su Moyu did have moments of conflict.
One time, it was his birthday. Su Moyu had prepared a gift for him, but Bai Shuchuan was busy with school matters. When Su Moyu teased him for being forgetful, he lost control of his emotions and got angry.
Then came many days of silence between them. Like ordinary couples, they refused to talk to each other.
Later, Bai Shuchuan was the one who apologized first.
“If you keep being stubborn, you’ll end up driving your girlfriend away and regret it,” Su Moyu said that day, arms crossed, eyes red, voice trembling with tears.
Bai Shuchuan could never forget that scene.
So they really did argue like normal couples.
Even Su Moyu was surprised that it happened.
But after that, they seemed to develop a silent understanding. That kind of long cold war never happened again.
During the summer after their fourth year, Su Moyu was suddenly taken to a bridal shop.
He watched the girl who had been with him for so long stand in a wedding dress in front of him.
Su Moyu blushed instantly, looking at herself in the dress, completely unsure what to do.
“Maybe we already are husband and wife…” Bai Shuchuan held her hand and knelt slightly in front of her like a proposal. “But we never had a proper wedding.”
“Will you marry me, Su Moyu?”
Su Moyu stood there in a daze. A cold feeling touched her ring finger. She looked down and saw a ring already on her hand.
“I didn’t even agree yet…” she said with a soft laugh.
Then she opened her arms and hugged him.
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The End.
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