"Grandma, slow down," Bo Jingcheng spoke in a deep voice.
The elderly lady chuckled softly and said, "It's okay, Nuannuan is with me."
As she walked forward, she introduced the surrounding places to Ji Shunuan, saying, "Back then, I stood right here, and he was leaning against the side of the tree."
"There was a waterfall behind, the sound of the flowing water was so loud that I got startled and nearly fell."
Her voice, cheerful as it was, suddenly ceased the moment they reached the grave.
She simply stood there, staring at the high grass covering the tomb, the smell of fresh grass filling the air after the rain, tears welling up in her eyes.
"How could you just go, leaving me here alone?" The grandmother's voice was choked with emotion.
She stood there, her brisk walk now replaced by an aged stagger as she moved forward, reaching out to touch the tombstone.
"Acheng has found someone, she's a truly good child, I brought her along this time to visit you."
