#Chasing Wife Crematorium #Short story
I worked as a nanny and pot planter for Zhou Yuhuai for seven years, but he always said he couldn't live without me.
Until I found a postcard from Bai Yueguang in his study. On the back, it said, "The Penglai pine you raised is still so beautiful."
That night I smashed the birthday cake he gave me into the pot of Penglai pine: "Zhou Yuhuai, you see clearly, it has withered long ago."
While he frantically salvaged dead branches covered in butter, I deleted all my fingerprints from his phone.
Later, he stood all night under my new apartment in the snow.
"Amian, I fed it, we..."
"Really?" I pointed to the newly planted Penglai pine on the windowsill, "But it only drinks pure water now. No matter how many tears you pour into the pot in your hand, it will be useless."
Intention: love yourself