Keep Them Until Your Hair Turns Grey

"I brought this for you."

She picked up a dumpling with the chopsticks and placed it in front of the gravestone. "You see, my dumplings are still perfect as usual. If you were still alive, then you would have eaten a lot for sure."

After she put a dumpling in front of the gravestone, she picked up another dumpling and put it into her mouth. 

"You cannot eat it, so I will help you to finish it."

One by one, she ate the dumplings, but after a while, she could taste her own tears. The dumplings were delicious, it tasted like those she had before, it was Lu Yi's favorite taste, and the taste that she was most familiar with. 

However, for some reason, she tasted bitterness.

It was bitter and was difficult to swallow.