Tang Zhe was surprised, but he did not dare to ask in detail. He could only secretly praise his Master in his heart.
After following him for so long, Tang Zhe had always seen his infinite tolerance and doting. Now that he could finally see his Master hold his head high, Tang Zhe felt proud.
The car quickly arrived at the cemetery. The weather was no longer so cold, but when they approached, they still felt a chill.
As soon as Shi Man's fever subsided, Yi Zheng got someone to prepare a blanket in case of emergency.
Tang Zhe went to the back row and helped Yi Zheng sit in the wheelchair again. He stood quietly at the back as a tool for pushing a cart.
Shi Man wrapped the blanket around herself tightly and followed them to a remote and quiet corner. There were two tombstones there with the names Yi Cheng and Xi Ying engraved on them.
