Miss Cousin is Always Busy - Chapter 112

Luo Minghuan's mother's grave was located inside the Luo family cemetery.

After arriving at the cemetery, Luo Minghuan quietly stood in front of the gravestone.

The gravestone was covered in snow, and the words "Beloved Wife" were engraved on it. At a glance, the gravestone gave off an exceptionally chilly atmosphere.

"Put the things down and move away a little," Luo Minghuan said to Ruyun.

Ruyun nodded in response and placed the box beside Luo Minghuan. Then, she walked some distance away with her umbrella.

"Here, hold the umbrella," Luo Minghuan said as she passed the umbrella in her hand to Jun Zishu, to which Jun Zishu nodded and accepted it.

When Luo Minghuan opened the box, a singular stalk of flower covered in dew water appeared in her vision.

The light-blue flower stood out from the white snowy ground around it. After wiping the snow covering the gravestone, Luo Minghuan put the flower on it.

Even if the flower would soon be blown away by the wind or covered in snow, it still looked brimming with life at this moment.

"Ever since my mother left, I would come to see her twice a year.

"He would also come, but I don't think my mother would want to see him."

Luo Minghuan looked like she was talking to Jun Zishu. Yet, at the same time, it also looked like she was mumbling to herself.

Subsequently, Luo Minghuan took out a small pot of wine from the box and poured it in front of the gravestone.

"Mother, things are different this year. I have already married the person you have wanted me to marry. I have married her.

"If I had married her sooner, you would've been even happier when you saw her.

"This is Yuanyuan, my wife."

Luo Minghuan smiled at Jun Zishu. However, unlike her usual smile, this one gave off a delicate and illusory feeling, just like the falling snowflakes.

"Hello, Mother," Jun Zishu called out to the gravestone, her voice sounding sweet and delicate.

"If you could see her, you would've also liked her, just like me," Luo Minghuan continued.

Jun Zishu quietly stood beside Luo Minghuan with a smile on her face, her hand holding the umbrella tilting it toward Luo Minghuan slightly. Although snow covered both of their clothes now, neither of them minded it.

Luo Minghuan remained in a daze for a long time. Throughout this period, she held onto Jun Zishu's hand, her face seemingly carrying indescribable pain and sadness.

Luo Minghuan coughed, and the heart of the person who heard it trembled.

Jun Zishu threw aside the umbrella and embraced Luo Minghuan from the side. Then, she gently patted the other party on the back.

The wind carried the umbrella some distance away, while the snow attached itself to the umbrella.

After Luo Minghuan was done coughing, she looked up and smiled when she saw Jun Zishu's concerned appearance.

Luo Minghuan found this situation to be wonderful. At the very least, she now had someone to care for her and accompany her.

"Mother, I have already taken action. They've done something I cannot forgive. I really wish to have him accompany you down there as well, but I still can't do it," Luo Minghuan said as she caressed the icy gravestone, her eyes focused on the words engraved on the gravestone.

Jun Zishu, who knew the truth, couldn't help but sigh when she heard Luo Minghuan's words. She could only say that Luo Minghuan's mother was a truly vicious person.

Subsequently, Luo Minghuan would say something from time to time, while Jun Zishu quietly listened to everything from the side.

After staying in this position for some time, Luo Minghuan stood up and held Jun Zishu's hand. Then, she went and fetched the umbrella that had been cast aside.

Seeing this, Ruyun hurriedly stepped forward and closed the box. Then, she quietly followed after her two masters.

Luo Minghuan was evidently in a bad mood. She did not say a word throughout the entire walk back home, making herself look even colder than usual.

Jun Zishu did not wish to see Luo Minghuan gloomy like this the whole day, so she placed her warm and delicate hands on Luo Minghuan's cold face.

"Hm?"

Luo Minghuan looked a little dazed as she looked at Jun Zishu.

"I don't want Husband to be sad, okay? I'll be sad if I see Husband sad. It feels stuffy here," Jun Zishu said as she pointed at her chest.

"But there's nothing worth being happy for," Luo Minghuan said as she caressed Jun Zishu's hair. She might have put on an act if an outsider was present, but in front of Jun Zishu, she couldn't be bothered to hide her true feelings.

If she was unhappy, then she was unhappy. She had experienced her worst nightmare several years ago today.

"Yuanyuan will make Husband happy, then!" Jun Zishu said. Then, she squeezed her cheeks and said, "See, a little piglet.

"This is a dog, woof, woof, woof."

Jun Zishu had spared no effort to coax Luo Minghuan into being happy. She cast aside all of her pride and behaved as silly as she could.

Little Fairy laughed to no end as she fluttered around Jun Zishu. This situation would undoubtedly become a black history for her host.

Jun Zishu ignored her little companion's laughter and fully devoted herself to making silly faces for Luo Minghuan.

Eventually, Luo Minghuan laughed and pinched Jun Zishu's cheeks. Then, she pulled Jun Zishu into a tight embrace.

"How can you be so cute, Yuanyuan?"

"Husband is happy now," Jun Zishu said happily, a bright smile appearing on her face. Then, she leaned forward, stood on her toes, and started rubbing her face against Luo Minghuan's.

"I must be someone very important to Yuanyuan, right?"

"Of course. Mother said that once a girl marries, she will become part of the husband's family. I have married Husband, so I am Husband's family now. Oh! Oh! My Auntie told me that I am your people when I am alive and your ghost when I die. Even if I die, I will be Husband's ghost," Jun Zishu said earnestly with a silly smile on her face.

Luo Minghuan found Jun Zishu's words amusing. Although the little dummy probably didn't understand what she was saying, what she said wasn't exactly wrong.

"Do you know what death means, Yuanyuan?"

"Of course I know. Grandpa closed his eyes and got buried into the ground. He won't play with Yuanyuan anymore. Mother told me that this is death. Mother also told me that people who die would reincarnate and become a baby again."

"That's right. You'll close your eyes and won't open them again if you die," Luo Minghuan muttered, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"I've constantly been waiting for that day," Luo Minghuan said. There was no fear in her eyes, only coldness.

She had always been waiting for the day where everything would come to an end, the dust would settle, and she would die a happy death.

"Husband won't die. You'll get better if you take your medicine. Nothing will happen," Jun Zishu timidly said. Although she knew Luo Minghuan was talking about something else, she pretended to twist the meaning of Luo Minghuan's sentence into her own version. To the little fool, this was also the only way she could interpret Luo Minghuan's words.

"But there really is no meaning," Luo Minghuan said ambiguously as she let out a sigh. "Once I finish doing everything I need to do, I can get finally rest and stop thinking about those annoying matters. I won't have to endure this sickly body, either.

"I will finally get liberated."

Luo Minghuan's eyes darkened as she finished speaking.

However, Luo Minghuan's true feelings left Jun Zishu feeling frustrated.

Don't give up on living! Isn't it great to be alive? You'll see hope sooner or later! Jun Zishu thought in her heart. Though, she was already prepared to put on a wonderful performance.

Luo Minghuan noticed that the girl in her arms had cried, the girl's tears rolling down her face as she sniffled.

"Why are you crying?"

"Don't be like that, okay, Husband?" Jun Zishu pleaded pitifully. Then, she continued in a sobbing voice, "Yuanyuan doesn't want Husband to close her eyes and never wake up again. Yuanyuan doesn't want Husband to become cold and be buried into the ground."

Jun Zishu tightly embraced the person in front of her. Then, without a care in the world, she leaned forward and touched lips with Luo Minghuan.

Luo Minghuan's body stiffened like a statue when she felt the softness pressed against her lips and tasted the salty tears.

Jun Zishu did not move, simply maintaining her kissing posture as she silently shed tears.

It was difficult for Luo Minghuan to express the feelings gushing out of her heart right now. These new emotions were like a tsunami that overwhelmed everything before it.

It was a clumsy kiss. It looked more like children playing pretend than a kiss between adults.

"Don't cry," Luo Minghuan said as she held Jun Zishu's face and wiped the little dummy's tears with her fingers.

However, Luo Minghuan's words only caused Jun Zishu's waterworks to flourish even more.

"Don't cry, little dummy," Luo Minghuan said softly once more as she carefully wiped Jun Zishu's tears. "All your crying is even making me sad."

After sniffling one more time, Jun Zishu pleaded, "Don't die, okay, Husband?"

"Okay."

"Stay with Yuanyuan forever, okay, Husband?"

"Okay."

The little crybaby grew happy, and a bright smile appeared on her teary face. No matter how one looked at it, it was a heartbreaking sight.

"Why did you kiss me?" Luo Minghuan asked, her voice trembling a little.

Luo Minghuan had felt that the instant Jun Zishu had kissed her, something within her had crumbled. Although her heart felt a little sour, the feelings of joy and excitement appearing within it could not be concealed.

Luo Minghuan did not know what was going on with herself.

"Whenever Big Sister Xiaomei is angry or sad, Big Brother Dazhuang would kiss her like this. After the kiss, Big Sister Xiaomei would become happy and follow Big Brother Dazhuang away with a red face," Jun Zishu said in an embarrassing tone. Her eyes, though, were frighteningly bright.

"Do you know what a kiss means, Yuanyuan?"

"Of course. Big Sister Xiaomei told me that people who like each other can kiss."

"I like Husband, and Husband likes me, so everything's alright," Jun Zishu said justly as she pointed at herself before pointing at Luo Minghuan.

"But this and that are two different types of likes," Luo Minghuan said, smiling as he tapped Jun Zishu on the nose.

"I don't care whether it's this or that. All I know is that I like Husband. Does Husband not like me?"

Jun Zishu's eyes widened as she looked at Luo Minghuan. It looked as if she would cry on the spot so long as Luo Minghuan shook her head or said "No."

"Of course, I like Yuanyuan. Why wouldn't I like Yuanyuan?" Luo Minghuan said. Then, she ruffled Jun Zishu's hair and helplessly said, "But you're still young. You still don't understand anything."

Perhaps you will never understand it.

"I'm not young. How can I not understand it? I understand it."

Jun Zishu pursed her lips, looking like she was a little angry.

"I am happy so long as Husband is happy. I will also be sad if Husband is sad. I will want to cry if Husband doesn't want me anymore. When Husband smiles at me, I feel that I can fly. This place also feels happy."

Jun Zishu pointed at her heart.

"Also… I also want to kiss with Husband," Jun Zishu said with a blush.