Actually, she misunderstood what Grandpa Li said.
When she turned her head, Grandpa Li had already stopped breathing.
"Grandpa! Grandpa..."
The Li Family immediately walked in.
Li Buyan did not expect that upon returning, after just a few words with her grandfather, he would pass away!
And the words her grandfather did not finish saying before his death were like nothing to her.
Until—
She saw Li Xingle!
Leaving the cemetery, it was drizzling. Under a large locust tree, Li Xingle leaned against the thick trunk, raindrops fell through the leaves, and a few drops landed on his gray suit.
He did not care about the rain in the slightest, holding a cigarette, with others scattered on the ground. The white swirling smoke instantly took her back to a past she should not remember.
She was the first to leave the cemetery because she was in a hurry to avoid meeting Li Xingle.
She didn't expect that person to be waiting for her there.
