The two chatted casually for a few minutes and then changed the subject.
"Mianmian, come with me to a place tomorrow."
Back mountain.
It was almost nine o'clock in the morning, but the mist had not yet dissipated and lingered halfway up the mountain.
The sunlight could not penetrate the dense treetops, and the air was a little damp.
The girl followed him. Ling Yue had never taken her along this road before, so it was new to her.
As soon as she got up this morning, she saw the man carrying a bamboo basket with cloth covering it, so she couldn't see what was inside.
After crossing the path and walking for another half an hour, we finally stopped in front of a grave.
Ruan Mian vaguely remembered that today seemed to be Qingming Festival.
Judging from the inscription on the tombstone, it was Ling Yue's parents...
The man had his back to her, his figure tall and straight, like a solid mountain.
The smell of alcohol wafted into his nose, and he took every step very carefully and slowly.
The flames from the burning paper money were fleeting, leaving behind only a pile of ashes that were blown away by the wind.
The girl never asked him why he lived alone.
turn out to be……
Ling Yue kowtowed heavily, his clothes and pants were stained with wet mud.
Ruan Mian stood behind with a heavy heart.
The man talked about the reasons for his parents' death.
"I was driving a long-distance bus at the time and was too sleepy. The truck broke through the guardrail and fell off the cliff. I died on the spot."
The brief words introduced the passing of two lives, and the light tone seemed to be telling someone else's story.
His expression didn't change.
As to why there is only one tomb.
"When the police found them, they had already been broken into countless pieces and mixed together, and it was impossible to separate them."
So they were buried together.
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