Chapter 66 Today is my mother’s memorial day.

Because he was drunk, he slept very deeply. When he woke up, it was still dawn. Shen Zhiyi opened his eyes slightly and saw Pei Yu's figure in the dim sunlight.

Pei Yu bent down to pick up the tissue box that he accidentally touched. Seeing that she woke up, he paused slightly and asked, "Did I disturb you?"

She was indeed woken up, but Shen Zhiyi was not grumpy, so she just woke up. She rubbed her eyes and checked the time. "It's only five o'clock. Do you have work that requires you to get up so early?"

The voice was still a little hoarse after just waking up, and sounded soft. Pei Yu's originally cold expression softened a lot, and he said "hmm" softly.

"I am busy."

He was shirtless, revealing his firm and beautiful muscles, emitting vigorous heat. As he spoke, he reached out and touched Shen Zhiyi's face.

"Don't you have any plans for today? Just go back to sleep."

"Won't sleep anymore."

Shen Zhiyi got off the bed, washed up, and followed him to the cloakroom. She was still a little sleepy and hadn't woken up yet. She asked slowly, "Which one do you want to wear?"

There were several times when the housekeeper asked her to help with packing clothes. As time went by, she became familiar with Pei Yu's clothes and knew which piece was put where. She even rearranged the ties by color.

Pei Yu said casually, "Pick a black one, it's more solemn."

His eyes fell on her and he frowned again, "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

Shen Zhiyi had just taken off her clothes when Pei Yu carried her to the watch storage cabinet next to her. "I forgot."

She didn't care and handed the shirt to her. After Pei Yu put it on, he leaned slightly towards her. She understood and raised her hand to button it for him.

The buttons were made of obsidian and felt cold to the touch. Shen Zhiyi watched him get dressed piece by piece and felt that there was nothing for him to do here. "I'll go change my clothes."

Pei Yu held her wrist but didn't let her go. "Go change in the inner room."

Her clothes were now in both bedrooms, with only slight differences. Shen Zhiyi took a skirt and went to the inner room to change into it. Only a vague shadow was reflected on the screen.

Pei Yu changed his clothes but did not leave. He stood there thinking about something and for the first time showed an uncertain look.

"Zhizhi,"

"Ok?"

He stood a few steps away, and said in a low voice, "Today is the anniversary of my mother's death."

With a "bang", the screen was knocked out of place. Shen Zhiyi leaned half of his body out from behind and was so shocked that he almost fell down. "Today?"

"Well," Pei Yu straightened the screen, brushed aside her long hair that was scattered on her shoulders, and slowly zipped up the back of her skirt, "I'm going to visit the grave."

He looked down and asked for her opinion, "Do you want to go?"

I didn't originally want to ask her to join us. She went to bed late yesterday and rarely got to rest. There was no need to waste time on this. Besides, she might not be willing to go.

Shen Zhiyi was a little dazed. Going with Pei Yu to visit his mother's grave? Was her status suitable...

"It's okay if you don't want to go," Pei Yu said, "Then wait for me at home. I'll be back soon."

He hid the emotions in his eyes, put on a watch, and whispered, "Ask the butler to prepare whatever you want to eat. I will probably be back to have lunch with you—"

"I go."

Pei Yu stopped what he was doing, pursed his lips and tilted his head to look over, his eyes showing a fluctuating range of emotions that was difficult to discern.

Shen Zhiyi looked at the skirt she had just changed into, "Is this one not suitable?"

She was in a dilemma and asked Pei Yu for help, "I have never been to such an occasion."

In her hometown, only boys can attend sacrifices. She had never been to such occasions since she was a child. Later, when her father died... She didn't even shed tears at the funeral, let alone sweep his grave. "It's very suitable."

The watch that was not worn properly was taken off and put back in place. Pei Yu lifted her face and saw that she was indeed nervous about this matter. He smiled and kissed her eyes, "This one is very good."

The two of them went downstairs together. The housekeeper was stunned for a moment before he understood. He whispered to Pei Yu, "Is Miss Shen going too?"

"Well," Pei Yu said, "prepare another breakfast."

It was still early and there was more than enough time to leave from Huating. Shen Zhiyi got in the car in advance, Secretary Qin sat in the passenger seat, and Pei Yu went to the flower garden to prepare the flowers for his mother.

She whispered, "Are there many people coming?"

Secretary Qin said, "It's not bad. People from the Fu family and the Qin family will come, and there will also be people from the madam's family."

The reason why the Fu and Qin families came was because of the relationship with Pei Yu. Ever since Pei Yu officially came to power, the younger generations of these two families would be present every time.

After chatting for a few words, Pei Yu came over with a bunch of packaged jasmine in his hand. He picked each bunch by himself. These were his mother's favorite flowers, and they were also planted by Pei's father himself.

The bouquet was placed on the seat, together with a pile of sacrificial items. Shen Zhiyi sniffed the faint jasmine scent in the carriage, and her long hair, which was casually tied up, was ruffled twice.

She raised her hand and touched it, and felt the cold petals where the hairband should be.

Pei Yu had already withdrawn his hand, "I saw it when I was picking jasmine."

Shen Zhiyi couldn't see it himself, so he was curious about the type of flower. "What kind of flower is it?"

“Camellia.”

When Mother Pei died, her marriage with Father Pei had not yet been dissolved, and she was eventually buried in the Pei family cemetery, which was also what she requested in her will.

The wind was strong on the mountain and her long hair was blown up. Shen Zhiyi subconsciously touched the camellia pinned in her hairband and knocked off two petals.

This path was not well developed because of the mountain. Pei Yu reached out to hold her hand and saw two fallen petals in her palm. "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhiyi threw away the petals, feeling sorry, "Nothing."

The Pei Family Cemetery was built several decades ago and has been continuously expanded and renovated. It now covers an area comparable to that of a golf course.

Relative to the area, the number of people buried here is much smaller.

From a distance, Shen Zhiyi saw Fu Songzhi and Qin Fang standing in front of the tombstone. Qin Xiaoran had also come. They had already paid their respects.

"It's Sister Zhiyi." Qin Xiaoran didn't expect her to come. "Is this the first time that Brother Pei Yu has brought people here?"

Taking her to worship the mother and taking her to a banquet are two completely different concepts.

The mountain breeze blew from the north, blowing up Shen Zhiyi's skirt. She was blinded by the dust, and the moment she lowered her head, the camellia pinned in her hairband was blown away by the wind and fell to the ground along the curve of her skirt.

Pei Yu stopped and ignored the flowers that fell on the ground. Instead, he rubbed the wet corners of her eyes with his fingertips, "Are you blinded?"

"Well, just rub it and it will be fine."

He was much more careful as he walked forward, holding a handkerchief to cover her eyes, until they reached the tomb, he glanced at the three people who were staring at him, puzzled.

"What are you looking at?"

The three of them looked away tacitly.

What to look at?
It depends on how much you love, pamper and indulge them.

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(End of this chapter)