I sat in the passenger seat and the wind drove it.

Thinking of what Deng Qiang said, I asked casually: "Luo Shaofeng, the teacher is always right, right?" ”

Feng looked inexplicable: "Mo Liyan, are you really stupid?" What the hell is going on without a head or an end. ”

Seeing that he didn't answer my question, I asked again, "Right?" ”

He gave me a blank look: "Nonsense, who is the teacher?" Of course it is. ”

I slept contentedly, oh no, I closed my eyes and rested my mind.

………………………………………………………………………

Back home, I drank coffee and watched TV as usual.

Suddenly, the phone rang and it was the teacher.

"Teacher?"

"Ah Li, you can take a five-day vacation in the near future, you can rest well."

After about one or two missions at a time, you can take a five-day vacation in between, and there will be no tasks.

Everyone else went out shopping and traveled together, but I stayed at home by myself, sleeping, and watching movie albums.

It's not boring, it's all used to it, and that's how most lone agents live.

I looked at the calendar and my fingers slid over the date three days later, the day my parents died......

It's just that this time it's a vacation, and it seems that you really need to go out.

After two days of idleness, on the third day I changed into a light plain shirt and trousers and prepared to go to the cemetery.

As soon as I opened the door, the sky was clear and the sun was dazzling.

I looked at the blue sky and sighed, "Why is it so good only at this time..."

I walked to the parking lot and drove to the cemetery.

Along the way, I looked at the scenery outside the car and wondered, had I not been able to go out so easily for too long?

Every time I went out, I was just for a task, and I didn't get a good look at the street scene.

In the past, at least I would hang out with Xuan Youfeng, but now...... Never mind.

After an hour and a half, we arrived at the cemetery.

I walked to my parents' grave and walked a short distance to find that there was already a man there who had just finished putting out his bouquet and was about to leave.

I walked briskly forward to see who the man was, but when I got closer, he got up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" I tried to stop him.

But he didn't seem to hear and turned away, and I saw only a scar on his right arm.

I walked to the cemetery, where purple hyacinths were placed.

"Please forgive me...?"

Hyacinth's flower language is to ask for forgiveness, but... Why should I ask my parents for forgiveness...?

This cemetery was found by the teacher for me, how did he find it?

Who the hell is he ......?

Just as I pondered the man's identity, someone behind me suddenly called my name.

"Mo Liyan!"

I turned to look into the distance, and it was the wind? He's coming toward me.

"Why are you here?"

He squatted down, put a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums, and said silently, "I will come every year." ”

In the past, he and Hyun would follow me to my parents, and I thought that the wind would not come after Hyun died.

Every year I would see a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums, I thought it was the teacher's, it turned out, it was the wind.

"By the way, did you ever see a man with a scar on his right arm when you came here before?"

I remembered the man I had just had, so I asked Feng if he had met him.

He thought for a moment, saw the purple hyacinth on the tomb, snapped his fingers and asked, "The man who sent this flower?" Yes. ”

My eyes lit up and I asked, "Do you know who he is?" ”

"Once I met him, he talked to me, and he said that he was an old man."

"The deceased...?"