Chapter 1029: Chapter 1029: Why Are You Crying Here Wushuang shook her head. She wouldn’t go back with him; she didn’t want people on the island to misunderstand the two of them. “Come back with me!” he emphasized again. “Recently, brother Tao and I have made some progress in our research, and I’ll be staying here for the time being, unable to leave.” She found an excuse for herself. Ouyang Che fell silent. Nothing is more important right now than her health. That’s why he tolerated Tao Hua’s difficult behavior again and again. As long as her health could be healed, he didn’t care about anything else. “Alright, I’ll stay here with you,” he said with determination. Wushuang was slightly stunned, then shook her head disapprovingly: “No, I don’t want you to miss your mother’s memorial because of me.” Only she knew how much Ouyang Che cared about his mother’s death. He visited her every year; how could she let him become an unfilial son? Ouyang Che pondered for a while, then said in a low voice, “I’ll leave in a couple of days… I’ll be back soon.” Wushuang just smiled without saying anything. Was he worried she would disappear while he was gone? She wouldn’t do that, besides, she wouldn’t leave this place. Although she knew the hope of being healed was slim, she wouldn’t easily give up on her life. Until the very last moment, she wouldn’t give up… ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel(ꜰ)ire.net The night before Ouyang Che left, Wushuang sat in her room, slowly combing her long hair in front of the mirror. For some reason, she thought of a time more than ten years ago when Ouyang Che was only six years old. At the time, she was only four. On Xuanyuan Island, she was the precious little gem in everyone’s eyes; everyone liked her, she was adored by all, and she never knew what tears were. That day, being mischievous, she escaped Aunt Fatty’s watchful eye and snuck off alone to play on the hillside behind the castle. Unintentionally, she heard the crying of a boy. His cries were repressed, unable to cry out loud, only choking it back in his throat, making those who heard it feel very uncomfortable. “Who’s crying there?” The innocent and naive Wushuang also didn’t know what fear was. She parted the grass and went over, seeing a little boy crouched in front of a grave, burying his head in his knees, his small body shaking with sobs. Wushuang was very surprised because he had short, silvery, fluffy hair. She had never seen him; except for some elderly grandparents, she had never seen anyone with hair that white. No, his hair wasn’t white, it was silver. Either way, it looked very pretty. Hearing the sound, the crying boy lifted his head, revealing a tear-streaked little face. But this did not affect his snow-white and delicate features at all. He was really handsome, even more so than her! Wushuang thought she was the prettiest child in the world, never expecting there to be someone prettier than her. She felt a bit disappointed, and somewhat self-conscious. “Who are you, and why are you crying here?” Wushuang boldly walked over and asked him. She saw the words on the grave and exclaimed, “This is the grave of the First Elder’s wife; why are you crouched here? I heard that the First Elder’s wife did something wrong and took her own life as an apology. What’s your relation to her?” Though young, Wushuang understood a lot of things. As someone from the Xuanyuan Family, it was destined from birth that she had to receive more education sooner.