At this moment, Lu Sizheng's mind was focused on the two memorial tablets, so he did not notice anything unusual about Zhao Youlin.
Lu Sizheng first picked up a clean towel at the side and carefully wiped the dust off the memorial tablet. Then, he took out the incense and lit it with a candle.
During the whole process, Lu Sizheng did not say a word. Of course, Zhao Youlin could not speak at this time, so the room inevitably fell into silence.
In such a place, there was a strange silence again. The atmosphere in the room was really subtle.
Zhao Youlin began to regret agreeing to follow Lu Sizheng. She even obediently stayed in the room after Lu Sizheng spoke, instead of turning around and leaving.
Lu Sizheng inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the table. Then, he turned around and smiled at her as if he suddenly remembered Zhao Youlin. "Sorry, I was busy burning incense for my parents and neglected you."
