Off Work, Then Transform into a Magical Girl-Chapter 90 – Anniversary

However, these were all just speculations, and the specific details would require further research with Lin Xiaolu in the future.

After undergoing an identity check at the entrance of the cemetery, Lin Yun parked the car in the parking lot at the entrance and entered the cemetery with his daughter. After finding An Ya's tombstone, Lin Yun quietly placed the prepared flowers in front of An Ya's grave, and then hung the prepared necklace on the side.

In the Eastern Huazhou region, every city used to have the custom of burning paper money to commemorate the deceased. However, as the cities developed and burial became centralized, this custom gradually disappeared.

This custom eventually evolved into the act of giving gifts. Anything that the deceased liked, such as alcohol or clothing, could be brought to the grave and left there until the next memorial, as the public cemeteries in the city were relatively well-managed and patrolled to prevent intruders from entering.

Lin Yun used to come to commemorate several times every period, not only on the anniversary, but also on some important holidays. After all, for him, this was the only way to remember An Ya.

Lin Xiaolu, on the other hand, did not come here very often, as a junior high school student, she did not have the time or ability to come to the cemetery alone. Plus, she had not had the opportunity to come here with Lin Yun during their two-year cold war.

This was only her third time here since her mother's funeral.

If she had come here before, she would have come with pure sadness and nostalgia. But this time, standing in front of her mother's grave, she had many different thoughts.

It was not only the burst of longing for her mother after learning that she was a magical girl, but also her conversations with Cui Que and her feelings after facing a strong enemy and winning.

Standing in front of the small tombstone, she felt that if her mother were still alive, they would have a lot in common now.

"Mom, I'm here."

So she opened her mouth slightly and began to speak.

From meeting Mo Ke and becoming a magical girl, to meeting Cui Que, and then experiencing growth and gaining companions... she reported everything in great detail, as if she were really reporting to her mother, leaving out nothing.

If she had come here earlier, she would have talked about more distant things, including but not limited to the terrible experiences during the cold war with her father. But now she found that she no longer wanted to mention those things.

Instead of that, compared to her experiences as a magical girl, those things had become less important.

Listening to Lin Xiaolu's words, Lin Yun stood silently on the side.

The things he wanted to say to An Ya were not convenient to say in front of his daughter, so he could only silently tell her in his heart: he had finally chosen to come back.

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To face the things he should have accepted long ago, to face people he didn't want to see again, and to face his original wishes.

There was no need to say more, he had thought it through. After resigning, he had made up his mind.

The father and daughter stayed at the grave for a long time, until Lin Xiaolu finished saying everything she wanted to say, and then slowly stood up and looked at Lin Yun.

Lin Yun noticed that her eyes were slightly red.

"Dad."

After taking a deep breath, Lin Xiaolu spoke, "I have made up my mind."

"What decision?" Lin Yun pretended not to know, with no expression on his face.

"I will definitely persist in the path of a magical girl," Lin Xiaolu said firmly. "And one day, I will become strong enough to find out all the truths and to protect everything I want."

"It's a lofty goal, but I believe in you," Lin Yun agreed softly."I want to find the enemy who killed my mother, defeat her; I also want to protect the people in the city, protect my companions, and even protect Cui Que..."

She said, her voice getting smaller and smaller, gradually lowering her head, and finally adding in an almost inaudible voice, "…and you."

Lin Yun, who had been somewhat heavy-hearted just now, couldn't help but smile at this moment.

He reached out, stroked Lin Xiaolu's head, and then rubbed it on the top of her head, "My dear, I'm not old enough to the point where I can't take care of myself. A grown man has his own legs and knows how to run when something happens. You should take care of yourself first."

"Don't mess up my hair." Trying to move his hand away, Lin Xiaolu complained softly, "And it's always the same old story, rubbing my head won't make me grow taller."

"You should believe in your genes, believe in your potential."

Lin Yun withdrew his hand and looked at the tombstone beside him, "You should have inherited something from me and your mother. You shouldn't be too different."

"Really?" Lin Xiaolu stared, somewhat skeptical.

"At least that's how I feel."

Turning around, Lin Yun gestured to her, "Alright, let's go back. Have you decided what to eat for lunch?"

"Believe in yourself... how does that relate to Cui Que?"

Lin Xiaolu muttered softly, but quickly stepped forward and caught up with her father's pace, "It doesn't matter, there should be leftovers from last night for lunch."

"You, just now you said you wanted to grow taller, how can you grow taller by eating leftovers?"

"Why can't you grow taller by eating leftovers?"

"Because it's not nutritious."

"Then what should I eat, eat out?"

The voices of the conversation gradually faded away, and the father and daughter left the tombstone, chatting about lunch as they set out on the journey home.

The tombstone in the cemetery still stood quietly, with flowers in front of it and a necklace hanging on one side, emitting a faint yellow halo in the approaching noon sunlight, adding a touch of warmth to its color.