Lin Zhenxin was completely at a loss!
Before, it could be explained that he was too young to control variables, but what about now?
Why does he still take it?
"Let's not go home first, let's find a place to talk!"
They couldn't go home yet. Grandma was there, and she didn't want their conversation to be overheard by her.
Li Yanan gave her a deep look, turned the car left, and drove into the darkness…
The graveyard.
Lin Zhenxin didn't expect him to bring her here.
The cold wind howled, sounding more like a whimper. She followed him up the steps slowly.
Soon, they stopped in front of a tombstone.
It was the grave of Li Yanan's mother.
In the dim light, the picture on the tombstone appeared even more desolate.
"Zhenxin, beneath this…" Li Yanan's voice was hoarse yet clear.
Beneath this? Beneath this… what about it?
"It's empty beneath this."
Lin Zhenxin sharply turned her head to look at him. What did he just say?
This grave is empty?
