Very soon.
A week had passed.
On the last day of leaving Yong'an Province.
Chen Fang went to the public cemetery to visit Tan Yandong's grave.
By the time he arrived at the cemetery, he saw that a bouquet of fresh flowers had already been placed under the tombstone.
There was no name on the fresh flowers, and he didn't know who had sent them.
Before leaving, Chen Fang inquired with the cemetery staff, who vaguely remembered it was a young woman who, after placing the flowers, sat for a long time before leaving.
In that case, it was undoubtedly Tan Xiao.
Around January 7th.
Chen Fang boarded a plane to East River Province.
This time, he was traveling alone.
He hadn't brought anyone with him.
Just as Elder Qin had said, he should learn to carve out a world for himself without relying on others.
"Excuse me, could I swap seats with you?"
At that moment, a man who looked to be in his thirties came to the seat next to Chen Fang and asked the person beside him.
