Jiang Ci stayed in the hotel for three days and three nights. On the third day, it rained in the capital, with thunderstorms and strong winds.

The capital city in early summer was sultry and dry, and this rain poured all over the capital city.

There was a tranquil smell of green grass in the air, and the leaves of the trees on the roadside swayed slowly, drifting far away with the wind, and the entire city was shrouded in a layer of white rain and mist.

Rain flowed down the transparent glass, and the heavy rain blurred Jiang Ci's vision.

He could no longer see clearly what was outside, and the rain seemed to be pouring on his heart, which was very cold.

My whole body is cold.

Jiang Ci didn't answer anyone's calls. He kept sitting in the hotel like a puppet.

He misses her.

He knew it was time for him to go see her...

Song Shaoyan said that her tomb was in the northern suburbs cemetery, but Jiang Ci knew that it was just a tomb.

He took an umbrella from the hotel and took a taxi to the northern suburbs cemetery in the rain.

The further you go to the outskirts, the colder it becomes. The wind blowing from all directions is cold, with a sad and sad feeling, and the wind howls like a wail.

The area against the mountain is green everywhere, and the large trees are shrouded in mist and rain. The rain is like a bead curtain that is cut continuously, covering the sky and the earth tightly, and the tombstones are just like this hidden among the grass and trees.

The new tombstone needs to go all the way along the road.

Today is a rainy day, the sky is gloomy, no one comes here, Jiang Ci is the only one in this cemetery.

Black leather shoes were stepping on the road, and his big, bony hands were holding the umbrella tightly, his eyes were dark and gloomy.

Walking past rows of tombstones, his heart also calmed down in the heavy rain.

Rain trickled down along the edge of the umbrella, and Jiang Ci's shoulders were half wet, but he didn't even notice.

He saw a newly erected tombstone at a glance, and the surrounding trees were all newly planted.

The moment he saw the photo, Jiang Ci's heart collapsed. He held the umbrella tightly with his fingers and his eyes turned red.

The name "Jiang Shu" is engraved on the tombstone. In the photo, she smiles gently and restrainedly.

"Ah Shu..." Jiang Ci collapsed completely. He threw away his umbrella and rushed over, holding the photo on the tombstone and crying. The tears were mixed with the rain, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

The rain soon wetted his clothes.

It was raining really hard, and there were rumbling thunders in the sky from time to time.

Jiang Ci cried loudly, but his voice was drowned in the rain and gradually became inaudible...

Soon, Jiang Ci was wet all over, the rain ran down his face, and his features were covered with cold rain.

The rain was so heavy that Jiang Ci couldn't open his eyes, but his hands were tightly holding Jiang Shu's tombstone, as if he was still holding Jiang Shu.

But he couldn't deceive himself after all.

The tombstone is cold.

His A-shu has also passed away.

His heart felt like it was being grasped by a pair of hands. It hurt, the pain penetrated into his bones, and he was so painful that he almost felt like he was suffocating.

He buried his head among the tombstones and cried to Jiang Shu for a long time.

When the love was deep, he vomited another mouthful of blood, and the red blood stained the ground, and soon... it was dispersed by the rain.

There was a fishy and salty taste in Jiang Ci's throat. It was the taste of blood and pain, as if it had been integrated into every cell in his body and penetrated into his bones.

Under the gloomy sky, in the cold cemetery, Jiang Ci's cries could be heard endlessly.
Chapter completed!