"Bro, I'm back this time because I have something to ask of you."
The only response he received was the whistling of the night's breeze.
"Bro, you'll promise me, right?" He Jichen gave He Yuguang's gravestone a bow, then straightened up after a good while. "Thank you Bro."
He sounded serious and earnest. After he said his piece, he stood in front of the gravestone for quite some time before he turned to leave.
He Jichen got back into the car, slowly made his way out of the He family's private cemetery and headed for central Sucheng.
The streetlights by the road flew by endlessly in reverse as though time was turning back. His mind wandered back again to the third year of high school.
...
After the last time they made up, he and Ji Yi didn't get into any more fights.
