There was depth hidden in Josnian's eyes.

What is she thinking?

"I'm going to take a shower."

Ye Jiaqi turned around.

She turned her back to him and looked for pajamas in the closet before walking into the bathroom.

There is something about the figure on the back that seems to be running away, in a panic.

Josnian didn't move, still maintaining the same posture as before.

There was endless depth on his stern face.

In the bathroom, Ye Jiaqi turned on the shower, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

Various and complicated emotions flooded into her heart. She was a little stunned, a little confused, and a little unable to find her direction.

Water mist rises.

Emotions are like waves, surging sadly.

…

Winter in Beijing has begun to ease, and the temperature is no longer as cold as the twelfth lunar month.

The elements of spring are also beginning to float in the air.

On this day, the weather was gloomy and the day was as dark as the night.

Since the morning, there has been a continuous drizzle in the air, like silk threads, wisps after wisps, lingering endlessly.

Qiao Zhai ancestral grave.

Fang Ya, wearing a long black coat, stood in front of a tombstone, with Josnian next to her.

This is Qin Shien's tomb.

"Master Qiao, I miss my grandpa very much. A few years ago, he told me that he would take me to hold an art exhibition at the beginning of the year. I was still preparing enthusiastically at that time, and I never thought that such a thing would happen. Things in the world are unpredictable." Fang

Ya sighed.

Josnian looked at the tombstone and remained silent.

The atmosphere in this place is very cold, just like the weather today.

The rain was falling, and Fang Ya held the umbrella for Josnian.

"Master Qiao, it's a good thing you're okay, otherwise I really don't know what to do." Fang Ya choked, "I miss my grandpa so much, and think of his kindness to me and his concern for me. He knew that I had a bad heart, and for so many years

I have been looking for various famous doctors for me."

"Master Qiao, although there is a gap between grandpa and you, he is no longer here. Can you forgive him?"

"I never hated him." Josnian said calmly.

"Although grandpa's property is still in my name, what do I, a girl, do with it? No matter how many things I have, I can't exchange for grandpa's life. Master Qiao, I want to give you grandpa's things.

"

"Since it's for you, you can keep it," Josnian said, "I don't need it."

"Master Qiao..."

"There is no need to argue with me about this issue. Grandpa is no longer here."

Fang Ya nodded, knowing that no matter how much she said, it would be useless.

"Master Qiao, don't blame grandpa. He actually talks about you often. He says you are excellent and capable. He actually admires you."

Josnian was silent.

When Qin Shien was alive, he was always wary of him robbing family property and always felt that his motives were impure.

Now that he is gone, there is nothing to worry about or explain.

"Master Qiao, I really miss my grandpa..."

Fang Ya suddenly squatted down, threw away the umbrella in her hand, and crawled on the tombstone.

The cries are lingering than the rain, echoing in the silent space little by little...

Fang Ya has been crying all morning, and she can't help crying every time she mentions Qin Shien.

Devastated.

"Grandpa, grandpa..." Fang Ya cried and shouted.

"Be careful, don't catch a cold." Josnian picked up the umbrella from the ground.

The rain wet Fang Ya's forehead, and her tears mixed with the rain.

"Master Qiao, grandpa is so kind, why do you treat him like this... I miss him so much... I have been feeling guilty these days... why didn't I treat him better... He always wanted to go to the Seine River, but I always
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