I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 91

Blue Cornflowers

Luo Shuyu posted a rare update: a picture of a person’s back walking away. However, it was deleted very quickly. Lin Jing and Luo Shuyu had added each other on WeChat at the hospital; being keen-eyed, she immediately sensed something and told Jiang Yiqing about it right away.

“Yiqing, what exactly happened? Are you and Master Luo not talking anymore? It couldn’t be because she’s jealous of Rin, could it? Please don’t be like this; I didn’t do it on purpose,” Lin Jing sent a WeChat message to Jiang Yiqing.

Jiang Yiqing was still not very used to using a mobile phone. Only then did she discover that Lin Jing had sent her many news reports related to Luo Shuyu before this, clearly intending to play matchmaker. Not only had she failed to notice this, but she also hadn’t realized there was an engagement between her and Luo Shuyu. Thinking back… she really had been incredibly muddled.

“It’s a problem… between us,” Jiang Yiqing said.

Lin Jing said, “Yiqing, you haven’t been dumped, have you? If you told me loudly that you never cared about her at all, I might believe you a bit more. I imagine being rejected by someone like her must truly feel awful.”

How is it that I’m the one being rejected? However, if word got out that someone like Luo Shuyu had been jilted, it would certainly be even bigger news, so let it be.

“You’re overthinking it. Nothing ever even started between her and me…” Jiang Yiqing still frequently recalled Luo Shuyu’s care for her in the hospital. Now, she was even troubling her to help get through this crisis; saying such things made Jiang Yiqing feel as though she might be struck by lightning for her ingratitude.

Why did it feel so painful? However, a woman as cool and otherworldly as Luo Shuyu probably viewed her as a common, worldly creature. She couldn’t possibly like her anyway, so what was she agonizing over?

Moreover, she had hurt Luo Shuyu with her words; she would likely ignore her even more now.

At that moment, Jiang’s mother called.

“Yiqing, what’s going on? Shuyu told me the engagement is off. You’re both grown adults; how can you be so impulsive?”

Jiang Shangwei had just prayed for two sacred icon pendants and had prayed for the couple so many times. Now, for the relationship to collapse just like that—were the gods she prayed to all fake?

“…”

“You child, I knew it must be your problem. Usually, being careless is one thing, but how can you be so reckless with matters of the heart? What is wrong with Shuyu? If you miss out on her, where else are you going to find someone better?”

Jiang Yiqing said, “Mom, you’re right. I also think it’s my fault.”

“Since you think so, apologize to her immediately and make up.”

Jiang Yiqing felt that defying her mother was bad, but she couldn’t help speaking her true feelings: “Mom, regarding my affairs, let’s not trouble Sister Luo to help anymore. Let her go back. She is so busy; it’s really not worth her time to worry about my problems. I have a way to get through this crisis myself.”

“…Yiqing?” Jiang Shangwei was truly stunned now. In her memory, her daughter did indeed have times when she was particularly stubborn; at such times, nothing worked. She was startled and said, “Don’t make any hasty decisions yet. Mom has already booked a flight and will be back immediately to handle this. You child, how can you joke around with your own life?”

“…” Jiang Yiqing fell silent.

“Did you hear that?” Jiang Shangwei asked Li Tingfang, who was beside her. “It’s your turn to step in. Yiqing is afraid of you and is willing to listen to your words.”

Li Tingfang frowned and said, “Matters of the heart are hard to force. What you said just now was a bit much.”

“Are we really going to just watch them separate?” Jiang Shangwei asked.

“…Let’s go back first,” Li Tingfang said. “When Yiqing broke her leg, we weren’t there. It really was quite unreasonable of us.”

“Yes, it’s Yiqing’s birth month now. No matter what, we should be by her side.”

Jiang Yiqing looked through the diary left behind by the “previous” Yiqing. It recorded that the seemingly lively girl actually had lonely and fragile moments in her heart.

The diary also recorded things related to Wang Yue’er.

“Until I was fifteen, I would still frequently think of Wang Yue’er. My memory isn’t very good, and I don’t know why she left before we moved. My mother told me their family had business back in their hometown, so the whole family moved away. If that’s the case, I hope Yue’er can have a wonderful life. By the way, Yue’er’s favorite flower is the black cornflower. When she told me back then, I thought she was a strange girl for liking black flowers. Only later did I learn that ‘Black Cornflower’ is the name of a plant.”

…

Aunt Qin told Jiang Yiqing, “Miss Luo has something to do and said she needs to go to Y-City. She’ll be back tomorrow and told us not to worry.”

Before moving to Jiang City, the Jiang family lived in Y-City. Combining this with what Luo Shuyu had told her about Wang Yue’er’s passing, Jiang Yiqing somehow guessed that she was going to see Wang Yue’er.

Jiang Yiqing thought that going herself might cause trouble for Luo Shuyu, yet Luo Shuyu had no real necessity to go. Was she visiting an old friend on behalf of the original Yiqing? Jiang Yiqing’s mind wandered anxiously as she sent her a message.

“Yue’er liked black cornflowers. Please present a bouquet for her; consider it fulfilling Yiqing’s wish for her.”

“Why don’t you come yourself? Isn’t your leg injury healed?” Luo Shuyu replied quickly.

Jiang Yiqing was stunned. She had thought Luo Shuyu wouldn’t bother with her, but unexpectedly, she seemed no different than usual. Does that mean that even if they aren’t in a relationship, they can still be friends?

“You probably don’t want to see me either,” Jiang Yiqing said.

“Forget it, don’t come.”

While Jiang Yiqing was pondering the meaning of this sentence, Luo Shuyu added another: “There are many people in Y-City who recognize you. Coming might be counterproductive. Since no one knows me, I can go pay respects to Wang Yue’er for you. The flowers—I will present them.”

After Luo Shuyu got off the plane, she searched for a large flower shop on the way to the cemetery. Eventually, she found one and took a taxi there.

While in the car, she took out the business card of the manager of the Qingnan Flower and Grass Market from her bag. Because she had ordered a large number of flowers for Jiang Yiqing there, the boss had given her a card. There was a QR code on it where one could see the flowers currently on sale and even trace the growth conditions of the flowers.

Luo Shuyu was lost in thought. She didn’t know why Jiang Yiqing wanted so many flowers, and she hadn’t seen Aunt Qin take them away, which was quite strange, but she didn’t ask Jiang Yiqing.

It was too late to order black cornflowers now, so she would just buy them on-site.

When Luo Shuyu arrived at the flower shop, because she had contacted them in advance, the shop owner led her to the bouquets of black cornflowers and introduced them: “Miss, you have truly excellent taste. Not many people like this flower, but those who do have great style. Our fresh flowers are all flown in from Europe; they were still being cultivated in foreign soil yesterday. Other than the price being a bit higher because of that, they have no flaws.”

Luo Shuyu asked, “What kind of person would like black cornflowers?”

The question confused the owner, who answered tentatively, “The flower language of the black cornflower is meeting, a fated encounter, and unforgettable happiness. Whether brief or long-lasting, a meeting is always something to be celebrated and joyful about. Not to be obsessed, not to force things, believing that everything is already the best arrangement—that is what I believe the black cornflower represents.”

“I think what you said is very right.” It could be said to match Luo Shuyu’s current state of mind—letting go of wishes she shouldn’t have and returning to being herself. That was the right way, wasn’t it?

The flower shop owner added, “By the way! Black cornflowers can also be used to divine marriage. Look at its purple inflorescence and dark bracts; it’s very unique compared to other flowers.”

“It truly is a beautiful flower.” Luo Shuyu chose a bouquet with the most blue in it.

As she left the flower shop, the black cornflowers, brushed by the wind, seemed to nod and smile.

Wearing a black coat and holding the blue cornflowers, she got into the car headed for Saint Pace Cemetery.

After a while, the car began to climb. The cemetery was located at a high elevation in the city, facing the bay, giving it a true “facing the sea” feeling.

After getting out of the car, Luo Shuyu looked for Wang Yue’er’s grave based on the information she received after paying the fees.

It was winter, the sky was dim, and there were very few people in the cemetery. Luo Shuyu finally found the tombstone. She placed the bouquet in front of it, put her hands together, and lowered her head to pray for a moment.

When she opened her eyes, the caretaker said curiously, “It’s been so long since I’ve seen anyone come; I thought this little girl had been forgotten.”

“Sorry, I’ve been very busy,” Luo Shuyu said, though she hadn’t expected someone to strike up a conversation.

“It’s such a pity; she was only five when she passed. Are you her older sister?”

“No,” Luo Shuyu said. “Just an ordinary person with some connection.”

The caretaker shook his head and stopped asking.

Luo Shuyu looked at the words written on the tombstone, then gazed out at the sea. Thinking of the words she had spoken so casually, that light fate meant a vivid life had to stay here alone forever. Her mood suddenly became somewhat dejected.

She took out her phone, suddenly wanting to talk to someone. She opened the chat box; it was still the conversation with Jiang Yiqing.

She was usually too solitary. Aside from work interactions, she had very few friends.

“I’ve finished presenting the flowers. I’m preparing to leave shortly.”

“Thank you for the trouble. Thank you.”

Luo Shuyu gave a bitter smile, took one last look at the cornflowers, and turned to leave.

There was no specific necessity for her to visit Wang Yue’er; she did it to clear her head and escape the feeling of being trapped in Jiang City.

Why was it like this? She hadn’t known Jiang Yiqing for long, yet she felt the pull of destiny.

Just like the flower language of this cornflower—a fated encounter. Was this what it felt like?

The caretaker’s phone rang. Sister Wang was immediately startled and said, “I’ll have the money raised soon. I hope you can give me a little more time.”

“I’m not here to demand payment. Someone has already paid the fees. I saw someone visit your daughter today, so I wanted to let you know.”

“Who?” In all these years since her reputation was ruined, who would still remember them, mother and daughter?

“I don’t know. About the same age as your daughter. She even presented a bouquet of blue cornflowers.”

“…That was Yue’er’s favorite flower.” Who could possibly know? Sister Wang thought, biting her lip so hard it bled before she let go.

“Jiang Yiqing, we don’t need your fake kindness. Do you think this can repay everything I’ve lost over these years?”