Just like every visit to Jiang Yu.
Qin Youxuan naturally kneeled in front of his mother's grave, and chatted away incessantly.
In her heart, Dan Hanjie's mother was a remarkable woman. Despite her humble background and a disgraceful death, she understood the love each mother had for their child.
She couldn't do much. The only promise she could make was to love him as Dan Hanjie loved her.
May the deceased rest in peace.
For a long time, Dan Hanjie remained silent, quietly listening to her rambling.
From how they met to how he tricked her into marriage...
She recounted every little detail. Although she complained, her eyes and brows shone with happiness.
Only when the incense burned out did Qin Youxuan stop talking. She wiped the photo on the tombstone clean with a handkerchief and stood up from in front of the grave.
Her legs tingled after kneeling for so long.
As she stumbled, Dan Hanjie held her tightly in his arms. "What's wrong?" He asked.
