Ye Jiaqi had thousands of questions, but no one could answer them.

Does life and death matter? How can these few words explain the weight of life and the impermanence of fate?

She stood in the wind, just like the leaves on the tree, as if they could fall when the wind blew. Her body became very cold, her eyes were a little dazed, and her mind was fragmented at any time, and blanks would appear constantly.

screen.

Josnian took the things with one hand and held her hand with the other.

Only then did Ye Jiaqi notice that he had already prepared everything: "What did you bring him..."

"Paper money, candles, and some paintings he drew during his lifetime." Josnian was ready. "When he was buried, Principal Wang burned some of the things. The rest were the ones he cherished most when he was alive. You

Burn it to him."

"You are all hiding this from me..."

"No." Josnian held her hand, "If you want to blame, blame me. He left when he was sent to the hospital by the rescue team. I didn't want you to see him for the last time, and I don't think Zhuo Yuanhang did either.

You saw him like that. The funeral was in a hurry. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to accept this fact suddenly, so I chose today."

He had been here during the funeral, but Ye Jiaqi didn't know it.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know what to say and looked ahead, looking at the road to the cemetery.

The road is not long, but because of the white fog, only a short part can be seen.

Josnian took her hand and said, "Let's go, his grave is not far away."

Ye Jiaqi followed Josnian almost like a rag doll. Her legs were very heavy. If Josnian hadn't pulled her, she wouldn't have been able to move.

Zhuo Yuanhang's face flashed before her eyes from time to time, and she remembered the first time she met him.

In fact, they haven’t known each other for long!

When they went up, Josnian protected her and held her hand tightly.

"He chose the cemetery himself." Josnian said in a soft voice, "He knew a long time ago that he didn't have much time, so he picked a piece of land himself. He probably didn't want to go back to Hong Kong, so he chose to stay here."

"He was already prepared, but he probably didn't expect that he could save you and those children once before he left. That's why he is great."

"So what if he's great...he's gone..." Ye Jiaqi cried, "I would rather he didn't save me. This time, I really can't repay him. What I owe him will never be repaid..."

"If he is still here, he will definitely not want you to repay it. If you treat him as a friend, he will also treat you as a friend. There is no talk of repayment between friends."

The voices of Josnian and Ye Jiaqi slowly floated in the wind.

The wind was not strong, but the fog had not dispersed, and Ye Jiaqi's forehead was covered with moisture.

Josnian held her hand tightly.

Before reaching the tombstone, Ye Jiaqi saw Zhuo Yuanhang's tomb.

Zhuo Yuanhang in the photo still looks familiar to her.

The moment he saw it, Ye Jiaqi burst into tears and kept crying: "Mr. Zhuo...Mr. Zhuo..."

Ye Jiaqi staggered over, broke away from Josnian's hand and ran towards the tombstone!

Josnian strode to follow.

Ye Jiaqi almost fell, but Josnian caught her in time!

He frowned slightly and hugged her waist: "If you have anything to say, just tell him. After you say it, you will always keep it in your heart. After all, people can't come back to life after they are gone. I'm sorry."

Misty.
Chapter completed!