Bella Scott hesitated for a moment, then followed Tariq Lane, heading uphill.
When they reached the top of the cemetery, Tariq stopped at a grave with an unmarked tombstone. In this vast area, there was only one tombstone.
It seemed no one had visited the grave for a long time because the tombstone was surrounded by wild weeds, unlike the other graves.
"Whose tombstone is this?" Bella stood in front of the tombstone, inexplicably feeling melancholy.
By the time she realized something was wrong, her tears had already filled her eyes.
She didn't understand what was going on. Was the person buried here important to her? Otherwise, why couldn't she stop crying?
"You're just like you were back then. Five years ago, you cried in front of the tombstone for a day and night until you fainted here." Tariq took out a bunch of white chrysanthemums and lit some incense.
