Xia Yueqing's parents were buried in a cemetery in the suburbs, and she would come here once a year with Zhen Shuangyan.
"My parents died in a car accident back then. I was still very young, three or four years old, maybe, so I have almost no memory of them." While getting out of the car, Xia Yueqing held a bouquet of fresh flowers and explained to Pei Yiting as they walked.
There is gratitude, but the emotional bond is not as deep as it is with Zhen Shuangyan.
After all, ever since she could remember, she had been living with Zhen Shuangyan. Despite calling her Aunt, the relationship was just like with a real mother.
"I heard the reason I escaped the accident was because my aunt took me to the amusement park that day."
If it weren't for that, perhaps she would have perished in the car accident along with her parents.
Pei Yiting slightly tightened his grip on her hand, as if afraid she might leave. "It seems Heaven is indeed kind, otherwise how could I have met you?"
