Female Novel
Chapter 615
Robin sighed. “You’ve spent so many days just to make the journey, so you must be feeling bone-weary.”
Actually, it doesn’t really matter whether I’m weary. Sophia then inquired about the shop, upon whichRobin chortled. “With me here, you can rest assured. I’m an expert now, so I can manage everythingmyself. Just stay there however long you want. You don’t need to worry about things over here.”
Sophia licked her lips. “Thank you.”
Robin laughed. “Why are you thanking me? I’m happy to be working with you in the shop. I don’t havemany skills to boast of, so I certainly won’t be able to find a decent job out there. Plus, I love doing this,so I’m very happy here.” novelbin
As Sophia sighed, she then heard Robin continuing, “By the way, my family arranged a blind date forme. I’ll be going on the date today, so I’ll secretly snap a photo and send it to you. Help me to evaluatehim as well, okay?”
Surprise inundated Sophia. “A blind date? Is that necessary? You’re still young.”
To that, Robin exclaimed, “Of course. Why is it not necessary? I can only rely on my family to find mesomeone now since I definitely can’t find someone on my own.”
However, Sophia recalled her bouts of distractedness and inexplicable giggling before this. She clearlyhas feelings for someone, so why is she going on a blind date in the blink of an eye? After a longpause, she replied, “If you go on a blind date, the emotional foundation might not be very strong in the
beginning. It can only be nurtured slowly, so you must brace yourself for this.”
“I’ve done so,” Robin answered right away. “I really hope to have someone by my side now, so itdoesn’t really matter who the person is. Perhaps it’s as you said back then, and I’m feeling lonely. But Idon’t think I’m a shallow person, so if the person is nice to me, I’ll likely develop feelings for him.”
Sophia couldn’t say for sure that blind dates were bound to end in failure, so she nodded. “Then, set astandard for yourself. Don’t accept just anybody.”
After murmuring her assent, Robin informed her about the business recently. Later on, the time camefor her to set out for the shop, so she hung up the phone.
Sophia then cooked some noodles. When she was done eating, she cleaned the courtyard beforeleaving with the things she’d prepared. As the village was surrounded by plenty of mountains, peoplewho passed away were usually buried in the mountains.
It was a rather long journey. Midway up the mountain, nausea besieged her. Crouching by theroadside, she dry heaved, retching until her head was spinning and her vision was blurry. It wasprobably then that grief struck, and she covered her face, wiping her tears. After resting for a while, shethen resumed her trek toward the mountains.
Since her speed was sedate, the trek took quite a long time. It was seemingly noon before she startedclimbing the mountain. Subsequently, her cell phone rang, so she took cover under a tree. Panting, sheanswered the call, upon which John’s voice drifted out. “Are you awake?”
Sophia grunted in affirmation. “I woke up ages ago. I’ve even eaten.”
John murmured an acknowledgment. It was slightly noisy on his end with quite a din in the background,but Sophia wasn’t at all bothered. Lifting her head, she glanced up the mountain. “We’ll talk anothertime. I’m in the middle of something over here.”
John grunted in assent. “I’ve got to go as well.”
Taken aback, Sophia couldn’t understand his meaning. However, he then promptly reminded her totake care of herself and so on before hanging up. Slowly putting her cell phone away, she thencontinued making her way up the mountain.
Old Mr. Gwendolyn’s grave was very simple. Unlike the ones in the big cities, the tomb here was only asmall dirt patch without any tombstone. A wooden plank with the deceased’s name was skewered ontop of the small dirt patch with no mention of the date of birth and the like. Sophia still remembered hergrandfather’s grave, so she went in search of it. However, the small dirt patch was all but indiscernible,having been leveled by the rain. Fortunately, there was still a simple grave marker.