The weather was not as gloomy as it had been two days ago. It looked like it was starting to clear up as the cold breeze blew lightly, filling the air with freshness.
At Qingshan Cemetery.
Mu Lingshi put the lillies in her hand on Mu Lingtian's tombstone. The huge sunglasses hid the melancholy in her eyes while Ah Mo stood right behind her.
"It's been almost five years... Time flies so quickly. All of this keeps feeling like it just happened yesterday," Mu Lingshi sighed, her clear voice coming through.
"Lingtian's soul might have already been reborn. Ah Shi, don't be too sad about it." Ah Mo turned to look at her, catching all the grief in her eyes. He could not help but advise, "It's been quite a few years now. I'm sure he wouldn't want you to be like this too."
