At the age of thirty-five, Yurou was going to marry Qin Changyang.

Actually, I was afraid.

I was afraid that something like what happened to Cheng Que would happen to Yurou again.

But, half a month before their wedding.

Qin Changyang's mother came to the cemetery to see me.

We had met a few times before, she was a tough woman and ran a cake shop on the street.

Yurou always bought cakes from there, she loved them.

Perhaps it was during those times when I took Yurou to get a cake and sparks flew between her and Changyang.

Changyang's mother brought a fifty-five-year-old cake.

She was a bit embarrassed and scratched her head.

Then, she cut a piece of cake and ate most of it in one bite.

After swallowing, she began to speak.

"Lin Jiao, I'm sorry for your family's Yurou."

"When she was going through such a difficult time, I sent my son abroad, and the two couldn't see each other."

"But, we are both mothers. I hope you understand me. Changyang has been traumatized and now he's afraid to cross the road alone. Can I trust him to continue being good to Yurou?"

"Over these years, seeing Yurou again and knowing that she has been through a lot on her own, I feel even more distressed."

"Don't worry, from now on, I'll be her biological mother. I will take good care of her. Both children have had it tough, so please understand me, okay?"

Just because she came to sweep our graves every year and secretly sent money to Yurou, I believed her.

I also believed that Qin Changyang would wholeheartedly be good to Yurou.

Yurou's wedding invitation was sent to our family's group chat.

"Mom and Dad, I'm getting married. Come and see me, okay?"

Then, she took out my phone and replied.

"Darling, Dad and I will go. Mom wishes you happiness."

Then she took out her husband's phone and replied.

"Sweetheart, if you're being treated unfairly, tell Dad. Dad is Superman, I'll help you defeat him with one punch."

She also sent a few emojis herself.

Line by line, as if three people were having a normal conversation.

After getting married, Yurou moved out of our home.

She went to Qin Changyang's house.

They lived a peaceful life of their own.

But she would still come back to our home from time to time.

Sometimes, she would secretly shed tears while watching parents picking up and dropping off their children at school.

I know Yurou misses us.

But I can't tell her.

I've actually been with her all along.

I've seen the romance Changyang has prepared for her.

I've seen the warm light Changyang's mother leaves for her every night.

And I've seen the strength behind Yurou.

She is no longer alone.