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Ye Shuang hadn't been home for several days, spending most of his time with Chen Qin. After all, with the wedding day approaching, it wouldn't be right for him to leave Chen Qin alone and go wandering off.

"Honey, try this."

"Honey~"

"Honey~"

On the couch, Chen Qin was feeding Ye Shuang fruit with a blissful expression. Ever since they got the marriage certificate, Chen Qin had basically stopped calling him "Ye" and instead called him "honey" with every other sentence, to the point where Ye Shuang felt almost brainwashed by her words.

His mind was filled with nothing but Chen Qin's "honey" calls.

"What are you thinking about, honey?"

Seeing Ye Shuang lost in thought, Chen Qin asked curiously.

"We're getting married soon. I want to go see Mom and Dad," Ye Shuang said softly. Chen Qin immediately replied, "Great, let's go! Let's head out now. We should have gone long ago."

"Yeah," Ye Shuang smiled faintly.

The two of them told Chen's Mother about it. Upon hearing that they were going to visit Ye Shuang's parents, Chen's Mother wiped her hands with a handkerchief and said,

"Great, I'll come along too. Haven't been to see them in a few months."

As she spoke, she noticed Chen's Father walking in with a bunch of bags.

"Old Chen, want to go see Old Ye and his wife?"

"No time. I'm going fishing with a friend later. Let's do it another time." Chen's Father was fully decked out in fishing gear, but he paused for a moment, as if something caught his attention. "Which Old Ye?"

"You tell me," Chen's Mother said, exasperated. Among Chen's Father's friends, only a few were surnamed Ye.

Chen's Father glanced at Ye Shuang and realized Chen's Mother was talking about Ye Shuang's parents. He looked at his fishing rod, then set it down in the living room. "Alright, let's go. The weather's nice today."

"What about your friend's fishing trip?"

"Ah, we'll do it another time. It's better to go shoot the breeze with Old Ye," Chen's Father said with a chuckle.

Once the decision was made, everyone changed clothes and ordered some flowers from a nearby shop. About half an hour later, the flowers were delivered.

"Looks like we've got everything. Is the fruit a bit lacking?"

Chen's Father looked over the items in the trunk and counted them, feeling they might not have brought enough fruit.

"It's fine. Showing up is what matters. It's the thought that counts," Ye Shuang said with a gentle smile, holding Chen Qin's hand by his side. Seeing how much Chen's Father cared about his parents warmed his heart.

"We have plenty more at home. Let them have more," Chen's Mother said, asking the housekeeper to bring over another bag of fruit. She stuffed it into the car and closed the trunk.

Today, Chen's Father was driving, with Ye Shuang and Chen Qin sitting in the back, considering Chen Qin was pregnant and not suited for the front passenger seat.

"Honey, I want something cold." Chen Qin opened the car's cooler, looking like she was about to sneak a drink, but Ye Shuang caught her hand in an instant.

"Not now. Wait a while."

"Just a little bit. We'll share," Chen Qin whispered.

"There's room-temperature drinks here." Ye Shuang grabbed a bottle of juice instead, causing Chen Qin to pout.

She leaned against Ye Shuang and whispered in his ear,

"Honey~"

"Honey~"

Her voice was soft and sweet. Chen Qin's way of acting cute was genuinely adorable, making Ye Shuang's heart soften. But just then, Chen's Mother spoke up,

"Shuangzai, you two are getting married in a few days. Did you invite any friends?"

"Yeah, I've sent out all the invitations," Ye Shuang replied with a smile.

"Time flies. Your wedding day is already here. Back then, you two were so small, with runny noses you couldn't even wipe," Chen's Mother sighed. "You've grown up, and we've gotten old."

"Right, Old Chen?"

"Bah, young at heart!" Chen's Father snorted. Unlike Chen's Mother, he had no intention of admitting he was getting old, even gunning the engine a bit.

"Slow down, you old rascal! Trying to scare us?!"

...

...

In front of the familiar gravestone, the gray stone tiles were covered in dust and dead leaves. Ye Shuang stood there, looking at the black-and-white photos on the stone, then crouched down to light some incense.

After arranging the fruit and other offerings, Ye Shuang lowered his eyes. "Mom, Dad, I'm getting married in a few days—to Chen Qin. Don't worry about us. We're doing well, no sickness or misfortune."

Since they had passed away unexpectedly, the photos on the grave were still very young. It made Ye Shuang recall the memories of traveling across timelines and living with his parents for a few years.

I wonder if Mom and Dad from that other timeline can see my wedding.

For some reason, perhaps because he knew his parents were living in another timeline, or thanks to the encouragement he received from them before leaving, Ye Shuang no longer lived in regret and pain. People had to move forward. Painful memories of the past should not become shackles but the motivation to keep striving.

"The kids are all grown up now. Take it easy. We'll treat Shuangzai like our own son," Chen's Mother murmured while lighting incense. Compared to her, Chen's Father was much quieter. Yet, standing before the gravestone, looking at the photos, his complex eyes seemed to say thousands of words without a single sound.

At that moment, Chen Qin stood beside Ye Shuang with her hands clasped together and said softly,

"Uncle and Auntie, I'll take good care of Ye from now on. Please bless us, and bless our child."

"When the baby is born, I'll bring him here to meet his grandparents..."

Since the cemetery had rules against burning paper money, Ye Shuang and the others simply finished offering incense and began sweeping away the dead leaves and debris.

Chen Qin picked up a broom and even tidied up the neighboring graves, clearing away some trash.

"That one's not ours," Ye Shuang reminded her.

"I know, but isn't it nice to lend a hand to Uncle and Auntie's neighbors? A little help so they'll look out for my in-laws," Chen Qin said cheerfully.

"Is that so?"

Touched by Chen Qin's words, Ye Shuang took the broom from her hands. "Let me do it."

"It's okay, I can handle it."

"Then let's do it together."

Chen Qin swept for a while before sneaking up beside Ye Shuang and whispering, "Ye, let me ask you something."

"What?"

"Well... it's like this. Since we haven't had the banquet yet, can I call Uncle and Auntie 'Mom and Dad' now?" Chen Qin asked.

The way she looked made Ye Shuang chuckle. "Silly, of course you can. We're already married."