Song Qingrong cleared away the weeds in front of my grave.
But this was the first time I felt confused.
I don't understand why Song Qingrong would still be kind to me subconsciously, even though she was only facing my grave this time, even though she had already forgotten everything.
But this time, no one could answer me.
No one can tell me why.
At that moment, the rain stopped.
After packing her things, Song Qingrong looked at her mother and said, "Mom, let's go back too."
"It's time to go back."
Song's mother nodded and said, "This is really strange today. I don't know why, but when we were paying our respects to this person together, I felt a tightness in my chest."
"Maybe it's because they got caught in the rain," Song Qingrong said after thinking for a moment.
"That's true." Mother Song glanced at my tombstone again. "But come back here again when you have the chance. I don't know why I came here, but there must be a reason."
"Perhaps God brought us here."
"Okay." Song Qingrong nodded without thinking much, and at the same time glanced at my tombstone. My gaze also fell on her eyes at that moment.
Her eyes seemed to hold both curiosity and doubt.
This made me subconsciously hopeful again, but I quickly extinguished that hope. I am already dead, and I shouldn't let the living suffer because of me.
Song Qingrong was already suffering even more.
I can't be so selfish anymore!
I told myself that.
What I didn't expect was that as Song Qingrong left, I found myself following her again without thinking. I... it seems I still can't leave her!
I was suddenly terrified and caught off guard.
My first reaction was to break free, but no matter what I did, I couldn't. I could only watch helplessly as my body was pulled closer to Song Qingrong.
Closer and closer.
It was as if I had become her shadow once again.
"I remember now, I came here to redevelop this land." At that moment, Xu Yan got out of the car, looking annoyed. "I almost forgot about this important matter."
As he spoke, he walked toward my and Yan Yin's graves.
Song Qingrong also stopped at this moment.
He looked at Xu Yan, his brows furrowing slightly.
"What are you still doing in the car? Get out of there and shovel up these two graves!"
“Especially this one, it’s taken over our Xu family’s land and even shares the same surname as me, Xu? It’s infuriating!” Xu Yan shouted, pointing at the people in the cars.
"Wait a minute." At this moment, Gu Nianci also got out of the car.
"Is there a problem?" Xu Yan asked Gu Nianci.
“These are two tombs, not just anything else. It’s not appropriate to just move them like this, is it?” Gu Nianci walked up to Xu Yan. “Even if we’re going to move them, we should get their family’s permission first.”
"Where am I supposed to find someone?" Xu Yan said unhappily, "I'm already annoyed by this tombstone of Xu Ruo. I might as well just tear it down. If someone comes looking for me, I can just pay them compensation."
"I can afford to pay that amount of money."
Upon hearing this, Gu Nianci looked at Song Qingrong and said, "I just saw them performing a ritual."
"The owner of this tomb should be related to them."
Then Gu Nianci walked towards Song Qingrong.
"I think I know you. You must be Miss Song Qingrong, right?"
Song Qingrong nodded: "It's me."
"Is there something you need, Miss Gu?"
"It seems you recognize me too." Gu Nianci smiled slightly.
Upon hearing this, Song Qingrong shook her head and said, "I do seem to know you, but for some reason, I dislike you a little."
"What?" Gu Nianci was taken aback.
I was also taken aback.
It seems that although Song Qingrong has no memory of me, her deep-seated dislike for Gu Nianci still remains.
Thinking of this, I smiled helplessly.
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