The next morning, the hazy fog wandered among the branches. The dewy ginkgo tree could not bear to be disturbed by the fog, so it shook its body. The glittering dew fell on a stone tablet in summer.

Several cars drove low-key into the cemetery. When the car stopped, a man got out first, then turned around the door and opened the door. A slender ankle emerged.

Xia sighed as soon as she got off the bus. For nearly a year, she had not seen the tombstone these days. Ao Xue and Si had been doing something to hurt Ye's family. Although she did not resent it, she could not...