There was silence all around, and two black-clad bodyguards got down first, and only after they were sure that there was no problem did they open the door of the back seat.

A slender and slender leg stepped out of the car, and then, with both feet on the ground, Lan Qi stood up straight and looked around at the surrounding scenery.

The air is fresh, the grass is clear, the trees are rare.

"Wait for me here," took off the sunglasses on his face and handed them to the bodyguards, and walked directly to the cemetery, the bodyguards who received the order naturally stayed in place honestly, but their eyes were still following the direction Lan Qi left.

In the cemetery, the neatly arranged tombstones are in order, the surrounding environment is quiet and quiet, and when you walk in, it seems that even the temperature has dropped a little, and you drill into your body with a bleak chill.

It seems that the moment I stepped in, the sadness and memories hidden in my heart were evoked, and even the whole person was gloomy and melancholy.

Lan Qi had already changed into a black coat on her body, holding a bouquet of blooming flowers in her arms, her face was calm, and the sadness in her eyes faded in an instant.

In the depths of the cemetery, in the two photos next to each other on the tombstone, the men and women are smiling kindly and kindly, still with a reassuring feeling, reaching out to brush away the dust that fell on it, and Lan Qi's face also showed a rare sincere smile.

Whispered, "Mom and Dad, I'm back," with endless nostalgia, the voice ethereal seemed to float from afar.

Bending down, Lan Qi carefully placed the flowers in her hand in front of the tombstone and straightened up, but she still refused to leave until the sky was already dripping with a light rain.

The weather was still cold, and the raindrops fell on his face with a little chill, but they quickly evaporated.

The cemetery is filled with mist, like a fairyland, and it is a rare place of tranquility in the world.

Time stops here and ushers in the next cycle.

Slightly twitching his eyes, the hands that fell to his sides trembled slightly.

There was no crying, no wailing, just silent mourning.

Standing in front of the tombstone, mourning is not only Lan Father and Lan Mother, but also the dead Lan Qi and the dead himself.

Their family of three can be regarded as a reunion, right?

However, I seem to be alone again.

The rain did not become heavier, but it became more and more intensive, and the fog in the cemetery gradually spread, blurring the scenery in the distance.

The black hair seems to be sprinkled with fine ice crystals, reflecting a little bit of light, the face is not powdered, and the lips are slightly light, tightly pursed, with a trace of fragility.

Hanging her head, feeling the shadow hanging overhead, Lan Qi didn't look up.

Holding a big black umbrella, Xiao Shenyi walked to Lan Qi's side softly, originally just wanting to take a look from afar.

It wasn't until he looked at Lan Qi's figure standing alone in the rain that he couldn't help it after all.

He felt sorry for her and worried about her.

The hanging hands did not have the slightest anger, and they were as white and cold as cold jade, making people want to hold them tightly in their hands, wrapped tightly, and transmitting their own temperature.

Just slightly closer, as if he could feel the cold air from his hands, he looked down at the side faces of the people around him.

The hair was neatly tied behind the head, revealing a smooth forehead, thick and soft eyebrows, and the long, curly eyelashes were also stained with a lot of raindrops, trembling gently.

The straight nose bridge, the round nose tip, the tight thin lips with a hint of paleness, the whole person is like a snowdrift person.

Cold and lifeless.