From the moment she opened her eyes the next morning, Song Nanshi began regretting everything.

Although she had drunk a bottle and a half of baijiu last night, with Song Nanshi’s alcohol tolerance she wouldn’t have blacked out completely, so she still vaguely remembered everything that happened, including Lei Hong coming to take care of her at the boss’s request, helping her change clothes, and sitting by the bed asking with a smile.

“So, after using alcohol to bolster your courage, did you say everything in your heart?”

At the time, Song Nanshi had fallen asleep giggling before she could answer this question, and now—

She sat up with a start like someone on their deathbed, regretting so much she wanted to down another bottle and a half on the spot.

Although, ever since she mentioned her grandparents to the boss, this matter had been on her mind.

Although visiting graves was indeed important, and truly romantic.

But you had to consider the occasion! Other people’s drinking was to repay kindness, so why was her drinking so thoughtless?

The more Song Nanshi thought about it, the more desperate she became. She held her head and whimpered for a while, then instinctively glanced at her phone—

Eleven o’clock.

Huangliang Yimeng had been open for business for a full half hour!

Not only had she drunk and said the wrong things, suffered a hangover, but she’d also missed work!

Song Nanshi was beside herself with grief. She quickly changed clothes and went downstairs, only to find just Han Sha and Lei Hong on the first floor. The two reliable adults obviously hadn’t become flustered by the temporary shortage of staff, and seeing her, they just smiled and said: “Xiao Song, you’re up? No headache from the hangover?”

“Sister Lei! I’m sorry I overslept! It’s been too long since I drank this much!”

Song Nanshi had never been so boldly late since starting work. She frantically tried to put on her apron, but Lei Hong grabbed her hand: “Don’t put it on, you don’t need to wear it today. There’s something else to do.”

Song Nanshi was thunderstruck: “Sister, Sister Lei… am I going to be fired?”

“What are you thinking? The boss said he has business today and is leaving the store to us—”

Seeing her tragic and indignant expression, Lei Hong couldn’t help laughing. She helped tidy Song Nanshi’s messy hair and whispered: “It looks like everything went smoothly last night. While the boss went to the flower shop to buy flowers, why don’t you hurry up and get dressed properly? You’ll be going out with the boss in a bit.”

“Going… out?”

Song Nanshi looked at Lei Hong in shock. Belatedly, she took out her phone and opened the WeChat messages she hadn’t had time to check.

Two hours ago, Bai Yang had sent her a message.

“I asked Old Han, he says according to the old almanac, today is a good day for tomb sweeping… No time like the present, let’s go today. We’ll leave once you wake up.”

Song Nanshi: “…”

Just as Han Sha came into the kitchen to get plates, Lei Hong asked with a smile: “So Old Han, is today really an auspicious day?”

“Mm, the almanac says all matters are inadvisable.”

Han Sha glanced carelessly at the gloomy sky outside: “I also checked the weather forecast—it’s going to rain heavily… Xiao Song, I’ve temporarily confiscated all the store umbrellas. You and the boss will have to share one.”

Just like that, the bewildered Song Nanshi was pushed back upstairs, changed into a dress, and waited for a while. Finally, when the rain started falling, Bai Yang’s voice came from downstairs.

The boss had returned with things.

Even after getting into the car driven by Bai Liu’s chauffeur, Song Nanshi’s head was still dizzy. She wanted to control herself and not look, but—

The fragrance of roses was right beside her. Every time Song Nanshi turned her head, her nose almost touched the enormous bouquet of roses in the boss’s hands.

So why did the boss buy flowers!

Song Nanshi’s face turned completely red as she looked out the window. Even through the reflection, she could hardly resist looking at that large bunch of bright red roses, imagining their purpose.

Why would he suddenly buy flowers after last night?

She… hadn’t forgotten some important detail about her own inappropriate behavior, had she?

The car drove steadily, but Song Nanshi’s heart was practically flying out of her chest. Her mind was full of wild thoughts, but Bai Yang gave her no clues from beginning to end.

The whole way, the boss just calmly held the flowers, as if he had picked them up somewhere, leaving Song Nanshi, who had no practical experience whatsoever, with a constantly short-circuiting brain.

Could it be that the boss really took the grave visit as a date invitation?

Song Nanshi was completely at a loss, but this didn’t prevent the three informed parties in the small chat group from offering advice. Soon, following Bai Yang’s request, Bai Liu’s BMW stopped at the entrance of Longan Mountain Cemetery.

“I had the driver stop a bit further away. You and Yang Zi walk in slowly… let’s see what this kid is up to.”

When Bai Liu sent this message, the rain had gotten heavier. Song Nanshi and the roses squeezed together under Bai Yang’s umbrella, slowly walking up the mountain.

Such weather meant there wouldn’t be too many people visiting graves. Halfway up, Bai Yang couldn’t help muttering: “The old almanac and weather forecast don’t match at all. Old Han couldn’t be fooling me, right? What kind of auspicious day has such heavy rain? Xiao Song, are you cold?”

“I…”

Song Nanshi thought she was far from cold—her head was practically smoking from all the thinking. Before she could hesitate much longer, Bai Yang had already tilted the umbrella considerably toward her: “After drinking so much last night, be careful not to catch cold from the wind. I’m still counting on you to help me stock up later.”

“…Okay.”

At this point, Song Nanshi couldn’t hear what he was saying at all. She nervously stared at the roses in Bai Yang’s arms. All along the way, many raindrops had hit the petals, making this expensive bouquet of red roses look even more gorgeous and luscious, increasingly out of place with the entire cemetery scene.

Thinking of the tomb keeper’s ghostly expression from before, Song Nanshi felt even more anxious.

It couldn’t be that she had corrupted the boss, could it? Had his hobbies also become macabre? Did he insist on bringing her flowers at the cemetery?

Carrying a belly full of questions, Song Nanshi slowly led Bai Yang to a joint burial tomb.

On a rainy day when all matters were inadvisable, she had brought her secret crush, her secret crush had brought roses, and they had actually come to sweep graves.

Perhaps because things had developed so bizarrely, Song Nanshi’s mind went blank. After a while, she heard Bai Yang beside her murmuring: “Same date—they really did pass away on the same day.”

Song Nanshi softly hummed in agreement. Regarding this matter, after this morning’s deep reflection, she had figured it out.

In her mind, confessing to the boss and bringing the boss to meet her grandparents were actually quite similar things—after all, everyone in the world has different definitions of romance.

If Sister Lei’s romance was dumplings, Brother Han’s romance was his daughter, and the boss’s romance was cakes.

Then Song Nanshi thought, her romance was death—it sounded a bit strange, but this was indeed her answer.

Very few people could understand this kind of romance. However, Song Nanshi inexplicably felt that the boss who had said he would “absolutely not look down on her preferences” might be able to understand.

In a daze, Song Nanshi seemed to suddenly understand something. She looked at Bai Yang with some shock, only to see him carefully place the roses in front of the joint burial headstone, saying with a gentle laugh: “If only there were a chance to treat you both to a piece of cake made by Xiao Song herself. Her skills are so good now… I’ll definitely be able to teach her to become an amazing pastry chef in the future.”

These were red roses for the deceased.

Noticing the shocked gaze of the person beside him, Bai Yang said helplessly: “Weren’t you originally planning to make rose piping to visit them? I saw you practicing all last night… I wanted to help you make some this morning, but unfortunately it was going to rain, and I was afraid it would be inconvenient to bring them all the way here, so I just bought real flowers instead. Your grandparents should like them too, right?”

“But boss, why would you…”

“People who make cakes should have some tolerance for romance. Come on, we’re in the service industry.”

Bai Yang sighed, then said quietly: “Just next time you have this kind of request, could you not use alcohol for courage? Normally I shouldn’t seem so unreasonable in your minds… Yesterday when I called Lei Hong back, her expression looked like she wanted to kill me.”

So the flowers weren’t for her.

Getting the final answer, Song Nanshi took a gentle breath, but quickly discovered that her heart didn’t feel much disappointment.

After all, besides her, there was now another person in the world who would place roses in front of graves—from now on, her strange romanticism would probably finally not go unnoticed.

“Boss, thank you… Next time I’ll give you red roses too.”

In the heavy rain, Song Nanshi heard her own dreamlike voice, and Bai Yang’s expression immediately changed: “Wait, Xiao Song, that’s really not necessary—”

Song Nanshi felt she should be able to speak her feelings soon.

[Extra Chapter 4 Complete]