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On the sixth day, a woman knocked on her door.
Xin Ping opened the door and was momentarily taken aback by the woman standing before her. The woman's features were exquisite, and her eyes bore a striking resemblance to Sun Ming's.
"You are Xin Ping, right?" the woman said softly, looking at Xin Ping.
Xin Ping nodded.
The woman sighed, "I am Sun Ming's Sister."
"I know you came to Harbin."
"I also saw the message you sent."
"I didn't know how to reply, so... I came to find you."
As she spoke, she pulled out a phone from her pocket—it was Sun Ming's phone.
Xin Ping looked at the phone, a wave of pain washing over her. Inside were many photos of her and Sun Ming together, along with countless chat records that bore witness to their sweet past. But now, it had all turned into memories.
Sun Ming's Sister looked at Xin Ping, her eyes reddening. "I know you are very sad."
"I am sad too."
"My brother was a really good person. He always wanted to do one thing: plant a sea of Xinpings flowers, just like you two talked about."
"But... he never got the chance to realize it before..."
Xin Ping looked at her. "How... how did he die?"
Sun Ming's Sister sighed. "He had been starting a business in Sichuan and suffered a lot; he fell ill many times."
"Later, he became the owner of his company and no longer lacked money, but his health deteriorated."
"He told me he had a girl he really liked, and once he got better, he could take her out to have fun."
"But I never expected that he would leave..."
As she spoke, she choked up.
Xin Ping listened to her words, as if she could see Sun Ming struggling alone in Sichuan. She thought about how wonderful it would have been to know him back then. She would have stayed by his side, taken care of him, and not let him suffer so much.
Sun Ming's Sister wiped her tears and looked at Xin Ping: "You are luckier than I am."
"At least you still have the chance to make a different choice."
"I... I can't do anything but feel sad."
Saying this, she took a business card out of her bag and handed it to Xin Ping: "I heard that you want a divorce."
"My friend is a lawyer who specializes in divorce cases; he is very good at it."
"If you want a divorce, go find him and mention my name. He will help you."
Xin Ping took the card and looked at her: "Thank you."
Sun Ming's Sister shook her head: "No need to thank me."
"I think this is also what Sun Ming hopes I would do."
"He told me that you are a very kind and gentle girl."
"He hopes you can live well."
"Don't end up like... him."
After sending off Sun Ming's Sister, Xin Ping thought all night and cried all night. She understood that she had to keep living. Even if it was for Sun Ming.
The next day, she bought a plane ticket and returned to her hometown. She didn't dare go home, fearing that Old Tang would be waiting for her at the door. She didn't want to see Old Tang.
She moved into the hotel.
On the last day of March, Xin Ping's birthday arrived.
After a moment of hesitation, she dressed up and went to the abandoned park.
This time, Xin Ping bloomed.
Purple and white intertwined, dazzling like brocade.
Standing at the entrance of the park, Xin Ping's eyes suddenly brightened—she noticed that there were many new things in the park.
There were construction signs and engineering drawings.
On the construction sign, the project of Xin Ping's Flower Sea was contracted by Sydy Engineering Co., Ltd., with "Sun Ming" written in the person in charge section.
Looking at those two characters, Xin Ping felt a pang in her nose and nearly shed tears.
She thought how wonderful it would be if Sun Ming could see this Xin Ping's Flower Sea.
She walked into the park and arrived at the stone bench where she had sat with Sun Ming last time, carefully taking out the gift box that Sun Ming had left for her.
She opened the box and saw a painting inside, along with a bank card.
As she unfolded the painting, she saw the scene she had described last time—a small building and Xin Ping's Flower Sea.
Looking at this painting, her eyes turned red.
She remembered what Sun Ming had said to her.
"When this place is completed, we will come here to play."
"I want to build a small house here for you to live in."
"I want to make you the happiest woman in the world."
Xin Ping looked at this painting, her heart aching.
She thought, Sun Ming, I will definitely live well.
I will find a place I like, build a small house, and then turn the small house in your painting into reality.
I will definitely be happy.
You must be happy too.
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