"You remember me."

I was surprised.

"You haven't changed much these years." He smiled and looked at Sean. "Is this your boyfriend? He looks very dignified. He's not an average person."

He was right.

I smiled, "no, he's just my..."

"I'm her boyfriend."

Sean knew what I was going to say, so he said it first.

I took a look at him and didn't retort.

The host put the menu on the table with a smile. "Are you arguing? Don't worry. You'll make up after my food."

That menu hadn't changed. It was bound by several pieces of paper. He wrote the dish name and price on it.

The price of food didn't go up much.

I looked at the price and frowned. "You'll lose money."

The owner laughed, "it's OK. I only want to be happy in business. I'm glad your regular customers would like to come and talk with me. Making money is secondary."

I ordered two dishes I used to eat and gave the menu to Sean.

I asked him what he wanted to eat.

Sean looked at the menu and was confused. At last he said, "you order."

"This gentleman looks like a big boss. Let me recommend some dishes for you." The owner immediately picked up the menu.

He introduced for a long time but Sean ordered only one dish.

The owner went to cook.

He and I were the only two people in the restaurant. I said, "President Jessop, do you see that? This is my life. You and I are two kinds of people."

"Why do you always say that now?" Sean frowned.

I looked down and hesitated for a moment. I looked up and said, "Sean, I used to love you so much. Whether we were a kind of people or not, even if we were different from each other, I was willing to overcome difficulties and be with you. I was willing to adapt to you and do anything for you."

When Sean heard me say that, there was no joy but sadness in his eyes.

I continued, "but a lot has happened. My heart has been consumed by you. I don't want to love you. I'm tired."

"June, I..."

"Here comes the dish!"

When Sean wanted to say something, the owner came with the dish. I smelt the food. I knew his cooking hadn't changed in all these years.

It was still great.

The owner stood by and boasted, "taste it. I'm better at cooking than the chef in a five-star hotel."

Sean looked at the owner and seemed to be waiting for him to leave.

I knew the owner. He was warm-hearted so he wouldn't leave easily.

I smiled and said to Sean, "don't say anything unhappy when you eat, or it will affect your appetite."

Sean hesitated for a moment and nodded.

He took a bite of the dish. I knew from his expression that he liked the food here!

Later the owner served all the dishes.

After we finished, Sean asked him, "would you like to open a restaurant outside? I'll invest in you."

"Ha ha, thank you for your kindness." The owner laughed, "I will never go anywhere in my life. After all, I run this restaurant with my wife."

When the owner mentioned his wife, I asked, "where is your wife? I didn't see her."

When I came here before, the owner cooked and his wife served.

But I didn't see her today.

The owner looked disappointed. He paused and said, "she got sick a few years ago. We spent a lot of money. We thought she recovered, but she relapsed and died last year."

"I'm sorry. I don't know."

I realized that I had said something wrong.

My grandma just died so I understood his mood now. How painful it was to lose someone important.

"It's OK." The owner was dejected. "She stayed with me all her life but didn't have a good life. I will make a lot of money and make her live a good life in the next life."

"She will be very happy to have such a good husband as you."

I comforted the owner.

When we paid, Sean wanted to pay more and was rejected by the owner.

We left the restaurant and walked out along the winding path. It was already night. The street lights were dim. Neither of us spoke.

When we got to the car, I heard him behind me saying, "this time you don't need to love me. Just let me love you. You don't need to pay. Just let me pay."

His short words made my heart tremble.

I put my hands in front and clenched. After a long time I said, "No. President Jessop, you can be nice to anyone. They will repay you. Don't waste your feelings on me."

It was very remote and there was no taxi.

I could only go home in Sean's car. When I got off, Sean still said, "let me love you. You can accept me slowly. I just hope you don't run away."

I didn't dare to look at him and left without speaking.

-

A few days later, it was Sherry's funeral.

I got there in black that day. Few people came this time and I knew them all.

Marlin was furious when he saw me and pushed me directly. He scolded me, "Why are you here! Get out!"

Everyone looked at me angrily.

Inez also scolded me, "you ruined Carter Family. You are shameless! Get out!"

Although I didn't know why they were so angry this time, I was very clear about my purpose.

I looked at them coldly. "I came to see grandma, not you."

"My mother wouldn't want to see you even if she was alive!" Jessica finally said, "June, you ruined Carter Family. Are you happy now?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

I frowned.

"What does it have to do with you?" Marlin rushed to hit me angrily.

I dodged.

Marlin stared at me, "you seduced Sean and asked him to break his engagement with Molly! You are too vicious!"

I turned my face and looked at Molly who was crying. "Ask her. Would Sean have done that if she hadn't done those shameless things over and over again? It has nothing to do with me."

"It's all my fault." Molly continued to cry and didn't say why.

Even if the whole Carter Family didn't welcome me, I had to attend Sherry's funeral. I was going to say goodbye to grandma for the last time.