After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

These... were also the places she once most wanted to visit with him.

They really went on their honeymoon.

Clearly, Yao Mingyue sincerely hoped they could experience a honeymoon.

But at this moment, seeing their sweet photos, Yao Mingyue couldn't help but feel a bit wistful and sour.

Her fingers gently covered An Nuannuan as she took out the oil painting and slowly placed it on the other side of Xu Musen, gradually overlapping.

In the painting, she was already full of white hair, but there was still the unique pride and radiance of Yao Mingyue in her eyes and brows.

It was as if she too was embracing, accompanying, kissing him...

"Isn't this a good match too..."

Yao Mingyue murmured, just not knowing if in the future, she would truly have the chance to stand by his side and visit these places together.

A familiar fragrance wafted from behind.

A strand of hair gently brushed her ear, and Yao Mingyue came to her senses, only to find a mature face peering over her shoulder, also staring unblinkingly at the photos and the painting.

"Mom..."

Yao Mingyue realized, feeling her face heat up, after all, her behavior seemed like that of a little grumbling woman.

She wanted to put away the painting, but Liu Rushuang gently stopped her hand.

"Don't, let Mom take a look..."

Liu Rushuang's gaze was fixed on the figure in the painting, full of white hair, wrinkles apparent, yet so familiar in her brows, clearly an elderly person in their sixties, but she recognized immediately it was her own daughter.

Is this what her daughter will look like in her old age?

Liu Rushuang looked at the painting, reaching out to gently touch it, as if reaching across time and space to touch her daughter who had entered her twilight years.

Perhaps most parents in the world never get to see their children aged with gray temples.

They don't want to see it, after all, in her heart, her beloved daughter is always a carefree child...

But they also want to see, when their children too have gray temples, if they'll resemble their own aged selves.

Liu Rushuang watched silently, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yao Mingyue's hand paused, she had never shown this painting to her mother, worrying it would make her sad.

"Mom."

Yao Mingyue turned her head, seeing the tears in her mom's eyes, she gently wiped them away.

"Mom is fine, this painting is really good..."

Liu Rushuang smiled, carefully looking at the painting, then turned to her daughter's youthful, beautiful face in her prime.

"Just as Mom imagined, my darling daughter, even old, is still so beautiful."

Liu Rushuang smiled, gently pinching Yao Mingyue's cheek, her gaze deep: "Everyone grows old, seeing your aging face with my own eyes, I have no regrets."

From the newborn cry, a mother is the one who gives us life, but often cannot accompany us to the end of our journey.

Seeing a child with full white hair is also a kind of fulfillment.

"Mom…"

Yao Mingyue's eyes were wet too, and she hugged her mom tightly.

...

At this moment, in Zheng City.

On the plane, Xu Musen and An Nuannuan watched the familiar city come into view.

The over-a-month-long itinerary flew by, they visited many places together, calling it a honeymoon, but it felt more like hastily checking off one place after another.

They saw grasslands, snowfields, mountains, oceans, deserts, rainforests...

Also witnessing famous world scenery, cultural landscapes.

But upon returning, stepping into this "plain and unremarkable" vast plain, they felt an extraordinary sense of security.

Indeed, the longing for one's familiar land runs deep in the soul of the Chinese people.

"We're home."

Xu Musen turned his head, and An Nuannuan closed the album in her hands.

Looking at the city ahead, An Nuannuan felt as though the month's journey had been like a dream.

Xu Musen looked down at her, knowing that the month's journey, rather than a honeymoon, was to see the world on behalf of Yao Mingyue before her surgery.

Even if the worst outcome came,

they visited many places, yet never truly had time to savor the scenery, but An Nuannuan never complained, as long as it was what Xu Musen wanted, she always held his arm, whispering softly.

"I'll be with you."

This wasn't a proper honeymoon.

"Nuannuan, thank you, you accommodated me once again, next time I'll make it up to you with the best honeymoon."

An Nuannuan looked down at the album in her hands: "It isn't accommodation, it's also my own wish."

But before her words stopped, she pulled Xu Musen's arm over and pinched it lightly: "But I still want compensation!"

An Nuannuan's bright eyes sparkled, the inherent girlish jealousy made her endearing and adorable.

Xu Musen laughed, lowering his head to kiss her forehead, as the plane was about to land, Xu Musen looked at the familiar city, remembering something.

"Then, for the last stop of our honeymoon trip, accompany me to one more place."

An Nuannuan held his arm: "I'm with you."

...

Familiar city, familiar streets.

April, already the height of spring.

The roadside trees, bare all winter, were covered in lush green.

The not too hot, not too cold temperatures of April, the warm and gentle breeze, carried with it the energetic scent of spring.