From the domestic airport to the landing in London, England, taking a taxi to Grave's house for such a long time, Zhou Jiachen always looked out the window alone and remained silent.

When I arrived in the center of the city, it was rush hour, and the taxi driver was talking to himself.

"I heard that the famous fashion designer died, and now the streets around there must be traffic jams."

“……”

Yi Miaomiao looked at Zhou Jiachen's pretending calm side face distressedly, reached out and gently held Zhou Jiachen's left hand, wanting to use the temperature to give him a sense of security.

Because she can feel that feeling.

The gentle touch of the palm made Zhou Jiachen look back at Yi Miaomiao, and the two smiled lightly after looking at each other, and involuntarily held each other's hands, and remained silent tacitly.

People will face a lot of partings in this life, and learning how to face parting calmly is a lifelong topic to learn.

Fortunately, after only half an hour or so, the traffic began to move rapidly, and it took about twenty minutes to circle around the city before reaching Greve's doorstep.

“……”

“……”

There were a few security guards standing in front of the door, probably the family invited to block those people from the media industry, Yi Miaomiao briefly communicated with the security guards, and showed the documents of the two of them, and the security guards allowed the two to approach.

Zhou Jiachen took Yi Miaomiao's hand and stood at the door for a long time without ringing the doorbell, Yi Miaomiao stood next to her and quietly looked at Zhou Jiachen's side face, waiting for the moment when Zhou Jiachen mustered up his courage.

Zhou Jiachen said that working in this industry is destined to miss some things, just like Greve, a good friend who has known each other for seven years left suddenly, and it was too late to say goodbye.

“……”

Finally, Zhou Jiachen let go of Yi Miaomiao's hand and stepped forward to press the doorbell.

"Who?"

"Greve's Friend Gargar"

The door opened, and out came a middle-aged woman, with a gray-haired back in a wheelchair behind her.

"Mrs. Chloe"

“……”

Zhou Jiachen called the woman's name, stretched out his hand back and called Yi Miaomiao to step forward, Yi Miaomiao stood next to her and nodded slightly to greet the middle-aged woman.

"You're Coming"

Mrs. Chloe is Greve's childhood sweetheart, and from the campus love to today's achievements, the husband and wife complement each other and have never separated.

Chloe opened the door for the two of them, and stood aside to make way for them to enter.

Everything in the house is the same, except for the lack of items that Greve used before his death, and the home has a more sad atmosphere, and Greve's mother, who is in her nineties, has a picture of Greve in her arms, looking out the window without moving.

Grave died of illness in the hospital, perhaps as expected, a week ago, he asked a lawyer to make a will, leaving two-thirds of his family's assets, not allowing his family to hold a funeral for him, and only notifying the closest people to visit him in the cemetery.

"It's time for us to go"

The worship of Grave was done in private, with no outside media, just the closest people.

Because the flight ticket is scheduled for 4 p.m. the next day, you can only stay in the hotel for one night.

On the way back to the hotel, Yi Miaomiao tentatively took the gift box from Zhou Jiachen's arms, put it next to the seat, approached Zhou Jiachen a little bit, gently interlocked his fingers with Zhou Jiachen, and leaned on Zhou Jiachen's shoulder.

"We're all going to be fine."

"That's what Greve told me to give to you."

After returning from the cemetery, Chloe took out a boxy gift box from her room, glued the gap with sealant, and tied a bow of different lengths with pink tape.

"What is this?"

"He said he promised to give you a gift!"

Zhou Jiachen took the gift box, glanced at the back of Chloe leaving, and unpacked the gift box, the gift box was very deep and not big, separated by a small cardboard in the middle, the left was a men's suit, the right was a women's wedding dress, and an envelope was placed on it.