Xie Shizhu was slightly surprised. After a moment, his eyebrows curved and he said, "Okay."
After an hour's journey, the two arrived at the cemetery. There were people taking care of the area, and except for some grass growing in the gaps between the tiles, everything else was clean and tidy.
Jing Yan looked at the entrance to the cemetery, his eyes drooping, and the image of his mother's miserable and helpless appearance before her death emerged in his mind.
Suddenly, a warm palm touched the back of his hand, and the woman's voice was extremely gentle, "Let's go, let me say hello to Mom."
Jing Yanhui held Xie Shizhu's hand, interlocking his slender fingers and holding her tightly. His usually cold brows showed a hint of tenderness. "Hmm."
They walked to the tombstone of Jing Yan's mother. The woman in the photo was exceptionally beautiful, with a faint smile on her lips. Just from looking at the photo, one could tell that the woman was well-educated.
Xie Shizhu bowed and whispered softly, "Auntie, Jing Yan and I are here to see you."
Jing Yan bent down and placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone. When he stood up, he put his arm around Xie Shizhu's waist and said, "Mom, please don't worry. I'll be very happy after marrying the woman I love."
Xie Shizhu tilted his head slightly in Jing Yan's arms and secretly kissed his chin.
Jing Yan tightened his hands on her waist, lowered his eyes, chuckled, and kissed her forehead.
A cool breeze blew in from all around, biting and cold. Jing Yan unbuttoned his suit and draped it over Xie Shizhu's shoulders. He only wore a white shirt. The tie he wore today was the one Xie Shizhu had given him.
"Let's go." Jing Yan reached out and held her cold little hand, leading her down the stairs.
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