Meng Yan smoked for a moment, then she snuffed out the cigarette and walked towards Ji Chen.

Ji Chen was wearing a bath towel, water droplets were constantly dripping from her wet hair, and her eyes were deep and waveless.

"I'm sorry." Meng Yan said.

She went into the bathroom and took out a new bath towel to wipe Ji Chen's wet hair.

There was silence between the two.

A moment later, Meng Yan interrupted the strange silence.

She grabbed Ji Chen's hand and said, "Ji Chen, let's go burn some paper for Auntie." ”

She used an affirmative sentence, and she didn't mean to discuss it with Ji Chen.

Ji Chen glanced at her and slowly bowed his head, "Okay." ”

But what Meng Yan didn't expect was that Ji Chen's mother was buried in Haicheng, only ten kilometers away from the hotel where they stayed. But after all, it was late at night, and there were almost no people coming and going, and the towering tombstones stood silently and lonely in the night, solemn and ...... Deserted.

When passing by a few unattended tombstones, Ji Chen would stop and simply help clean up.

Meng Yan wanted to help, but Ji Chen stopped: "I will cut my hand." ”

Moreover, it is cool near the tombstone.

"I also clean my mom a lot." Meng Yan said softly, "So, I've long been used to it." ”

But Ji Chen still insisted on not letting Meng Yan do it.

After he had finished cleaning the tombstone, he moved on.

Maybe the late night makes lonely people get closer, so when Meng Yan felt cold, she took the initiative to put her cold little hand into Ji Chen's pocket, and as soon as she reached in, her little hand was held tightly.

The warm touch came, and Meng Yan felt a lot warmer.

"Haven't you arrived yet?" Meng Yan asked.

From the entrance to now, the two have been walking for nearly an hour.

"Well, it's a bit far."

Meng Yan felt strange, it became more and more desolate in the future, Ji Chen was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the Ji family, and it stands to reason that his mother should not be treated like this.

This cemetery, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a place that a family like the Ji family would choose.

As if seeing Meng Yan's doubts, Ji Chen said lightly: "Ji Cheng arranged it." ”

Meng Yan felt inexplicably "chuckled" in his heart.

She subconsciously asked, "Where is Ji's branch in Haicheng?" ”

Ji Chen seemed to smile, "It's about ten kilometers north from here." ”

Meng Yan recalled the road when he came down.

The hotel is in the urban area, and it is a northbound journey from the urban area, which means that if Ji Yuchen goes to the branch from the urban area, he must pass through this cemetery.

It dawned on her in an instant.

Therefore, Ji Chen's delivery of Ji Yuchen to Haicheng was carefully deployed, not on a whim.

Meng Yan suddenly felt sarcastic, "At the beginning, you said that it was a reward for me, but it was actually your own selfish desire, right?" ”

She was referring to taking Ji Yuchen away.

"No, it's killing two birds with one stone." Ji Chen's tone was still cold, "Why do you have to divide the matter of mutual benefit?" ”

This sentence made Meng Yan speechless.

Also, after all, she thinks too highly of herself.

After walking inside for about ten minutes, the two arrived at the grave of Ji Chen's mother, Xu Rumei.

The photo on the tombstone is the same as the one Meng Yan saw in Ji Chen's room, although it was a cold and windy night, her smile was as gentle and kind as ever, and a pair of apricot eyes looked ahead, as if she was looking at Meng Yan and Ji Chen.

Ji Chen cleaned up the weeds in front of the tombstone, and Meng Yan took out the sacrificial supplies he had bought in advance, and went to light incense with the wind on his back.

But for some reason, every time she lit a fire, it was blown out by the wind.

Meng Yan looked at the photo on the tombstone.

In fact, Xu Rumei and Xu Rushan look very similar, except that Xu Rumei's silhouette is more gentle, Xu Rushan's silhouette is more lively, and there is almost no difference.

She heard that she was particular about not lighting a fire.

It shows that the wish of the sacrificed person has not been fulfilled.

"Auntie...... How did he die? Meng Yan couldn't help but ask.

As soon as the words came out, she felt reckless.

But Ji Chen didn't seem to mind, and replied softly: "The knot is too heavy." ”

This answer was too ambiguous, and Meng Yan didn't continue to ask any further.

She looked around and found that there was only Ji Chen's mother's own tombstone here, and asked curiously: "Isn't your father's tombstone here?" ”

Ji Chen's temperament became cold in an instant.

He looked up at her, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be wrapped in the yin wind from below, which was particularly eerie on this occasion.

Meng Yan couldn't help but take a step back.

"He and Ji Cheng's mother are buried in Shencheng."

Meng Yan pursed her lips, watching Ji Chen's action of pulling the grass suddenly become rude, and an impulse suddenly rose in her heart.

She squatted down, pressed the back of Ji Chen's hand, and said, "My mother is also lonely...... If so, can you ...... Let the two of them be companions together? ”

Ji Chen looked at Meng Yan with some surprise, but his eyes melted like ice and snow, and gradually gentle.

"Okay."

Mother loves to be lively.

After saying this, the ghost made a miracle, Meng Yan pressed the lighter again, this time the fire was bright, even if the night breeze blew, it was not extinguished.

She was pleasantly surprised: "It worked! ”

The delicate little face under the firelight was full of heartfelt joy, a little more delicate and pure.

Ji Chen's eyes became softer and softer, and he said softly: "Okay, let's burn paper now." ”

The two cooperated very tacitly, Meng Yan handed over the yellow paper, Ji Chen burned it quietly, and soon burned all the yellow paper he brought. Meng Yan took out a wad of banknotes again, and whispered: "Now that the price of the underworld is very high, burn some more dark coins for Auntie, it will be enough to spend below." ”

Only then did Ji Chen notice that Meng Yan not only bought banknotes, but also a lot of special clothes, vegetables, fruits and the like for the prefecture in the red plastic bag, which were so complete that they were breathtaking.

He hadn't burned any of that before.

These things were bought halfway through when Meng Yan got out of the car.

He stared at Meng Yan closely, his little face was red from the flames, and his eyes were very bright.

Seeing Ji Chen's view, Meng Yan frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Don't believe it!" The price of the underworld currency is tens of millions of dollars at every turn, the inflation in the underworld is terrible, and a piece of yellow paper is only worth a few cents below, enough to buy something! ”

"And now that it's cooling, isn't it cold down there? I'll buy something to eat, and my aunt can change the taste......"

As she spoke, she muttered, "A man is a man, frizzy and not careful." ”

Ji Chen's heartstrings were plucked.

"I didn't say I didn't believe it, I was just a little surprised that there were so many things."

Meng Yan glanced at him, and his expression was a little more lonely when he lowered his eyes, "I didn't believe it before, but my mother is down there, I have to believe it." ”

Ji Chen also lowered his eyes and quietly began to burn banknotes.

He thought to himself, maybe it was because of the empathy that he acquiesced to her use.

Meng Yan bought a lot of things, and when it was a little late, the sky was bright.

Meng Yan couldn't help but yawn, "Go back." ”