The driver did not drive away immediately.

Ye Jiaqi was in unbearable grief and could only lean on Josnian's shoulder and bury his head in the crook of his neck.

Josnian didn't know what to say, so he just held her cold hand.

Ning An and Song Shaoyan also came out of the cemetery one after another with their children. As usual, Song Shaoyan was holding the little girl Xiang Xiang. The little girl was still crying and refused to leave.

Xiao Senbao, who was usually naughty, didn't say a word and walked silently beside his sister with his head lowered.

Everyone gradually left, and the vehicles outside the cemetery also gradually dispersed.

Josnian called Song Shaoyan: "Where's Bureau Zeng?"

"Ju Zeng is still there at the tombstone. He refuses to leave and insists on seeing Jiang Ci and Ah Shu again."

"Take good care of it and think about it, thank you for taking the trouble."

"Definitely."

Josnian's driver drove away.

Xiao Zi, Qiao Chengfan and their cars followed closely behind, leaving one after another.

Both sides of the road are planted with tall trees. In this season of summer, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and the lush trees are densely intertwined. The rain falls from the lush leaves and wets the earth.

It was quiet all the way.

Halfway through, Ye Jiaqi sobbed softly again and hugged Josnian: "Si Nian..."

"I'm here." He patted her back.

"I feel very sad."

"Perhaps, he is destined to find his Jiang Shu."

Josnian looked out the window.

The car drove smoothly on the road, and the rain wet the windows.

There was a faint and hazy luster in Josnian's sharp and deep eyes.

In the end, Jiang Ci went to find his Jiang Shu, and from then on, they were a couple for the rest of their lives.

Life is a time to come back, death is a time to miss each other.

Ye Jiaqi leaned on Josnian's shoulder. She knew in her heart that since Jiang Shu left, Jiang Ci had been living solely on his faint faith and love for Xiao Xiangxiang.

Several years have passed, and Jiang Shu has never come back. His belief in the world has gradually collapsed, until there is no hope anymore. For him, every day is the repetition of the sun and the moon, and the cycle begins again and again.

In fact, even a small thought is not enough to support him to survive.

After all, he embarked on a road of no return. He must have known the dangers of practicing medicine in the countryside and the ferocity of the floods, but he still went over without hesitation.

He always carries Jiang Shu's photo, as if he has never forgotten Jiang Shu, never.

Resentment, anger, and ignorance are all worldly obsessions.

In the car behind, Little Youzi kept leaning on Qiao Chengfan's shoulder, crying sadly.

Qiao Chengfan kept pulling out tissues for her: "Stop crying..."

As soon as he comforted her, little Yuzi cried even harder.

Qiao Chengfan was a little at a loss.

Little Yuzi's eyes were red from crying and she was so sad that she couldn't speak.

Back to Qiao's house.

Lunch has already been prepared in the kitchen.

It was still raining outside, and Ye Jiaqi had no appetite, so he ate something and went upstairs to rest.

Josnian didn't go to the company either and stayed at home with her.

Qiao Chengfan continued to go to class in the afternoon, but Xiao Youzi was still feeling uncomfortable, hiding in a small room alone and crying non-stop.

She still remembers Uncle Jiang Ci, such a handsome and kind uncle, but she will never see her again...

She couldn't help crying and there was no one to comfort her, so she clicked on Ji Changmu's WeChat: "Little brother..."

Ji Changmu was taking a rest at noon. He sat on the sofa and clicked on Xiaoyouzi's message.

Ji Changmu: If there is a question, don’t you know?

Youyou: No, it’s uncomfortable.

Ji Changmu: What's wrong?
Chapter completed!