His Breathtaking and Shimmering Light Chapter 688 - No Shame, No Morals, No Bottomline (8)

s.h.i.+ Guang’s feelings were really complex right now. She was just at odds with Lu Yanchen and he hadn’t even apologized for it just yet. But, because he said a few sweet nothings, how was she already following him so easily without any form of resistance?

And not only that, she didn’t even feel like she blamed him any longer in her heart!

Ugh! She truly did not have a backbone.

s.h.i.+ Guang’s heart was in a wreck right now, fl.u.s.tering between thoughts left and right and eventually wondering where Lu Yanchen was trying to take her to.

Was he going to create some sort of surprise to express his apology?

Even though she was no longer angry in her heart, she still hadn’t had a platform to let her ego down yet, and thus she still acted as though she was reluctant. “Just where are you taking me to?”

“You’ll know when we get there.” He refused to tell her still.

s.h.i.+ Guang looked outside the window of the car and realized that the surroundings were starting to get familiar. Freezing up for a moment, she looked at Lu Yanchen in disbelief.

This was the road to the cemetery. Was he going to bring her there?

But who were they there to visit? His relatives…? Was it his grandfather? Although, given the status of his grandfather, there was no way his grave would be in a common cemetery as such.

As for her parents, they were resting in this cemetery.

So, they were visiting her parents…?

The car stopped at the bottom of the mountain and Lu Yanchen got off first before heading to the boot and carrying with him a bag.

s.h.i.+ Guang looked at it after getting off the car—it was filled with incense and paper money. The road they were taking was the shortest way of getting to her parents’ grave as well.

She watched him with a stumped face. “What are you doing?”

“Visiting your parents of course,” He replied as he carried the bag in one hand, held her hand with the other, and started climbing the mountain.

“Why did you suddenly think of visiting my parents?” s.h.i.+ Guang asked inexplicably.

“It isn’t sudden… I’ve always been wanting to come.” He turned and looked at her. “I’m grateful to them for giving birth to you, allowing me to still be alive in this world at this very moment.”

It was rare that he was speaking in such serious tones that s.h.i.+ Guang felt a flus.h.i.+ng sensation in her cheeks.

When they arrived at her parents’ combined grave, Lu Yanchen burnt the incense and paper money before kneeling down in front of the tablet with s.h.i.+ Guang. Leaning forth, he kowtowed three times respectfully before continuing to remain kneeling.

s.h.i.+ Guang slanted her head and looked at him deeply—he did not seem as though he had any intention of getting up at all.

Biting down on her lips, she said nothing, intending to see when he was going to get up.

When they had arrived, it was around mid-afternoon. But now, it was already close to evening, and still, he did not seem as though he had any intention of standing up.

One’s knees would start to hurt after extended kneeling as s.h.i.+ Guang started to move a little, placing her hands beneath her knees to support them. She looked at him again—he was still motionless as though he was totally fine.

She reached for his arm and tugged a little. “Let’s head back home.”

Actually, she could sort of understand his rationale for doing so—he wanted to express his apology to her parents, and at the same time, a.s.sure them of his resolve to take care of her.

But, he did not need do this. He need not have to feel guilty—he was not to blame for everything that had happened to her family.

He looked at her with absolute seriousness. “I want to chat with your parents a little longer.”

s.h.i.+ Guang froze up momentarily. She then coughed and laughed out, “You’ve been silent ever since you started kneeling. Since when were you chatting?”

“No idea about you, but I wish to chat to them in my heart,” His tone was relaxed. “Do you want to hear it?”

“Someone wants to say it yet he’s acting as though I’m the one who wants to hear it,” She muttered as she wiped her parents’ picture on the tablet with her thumb.