The flames rose to a height, and Ye Jiaqi covered his face and cried bitterly.

She cried loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all the pain in her heart, and she wanted to cry.

Qiao Sinian patted her shoulder: "Don't cry anymore, if you cry, your body will collapse. He doesn't want you to cry."

"Sinian..." Ye Jiaqi was so angry that he cried that he was almost infarction.

The crying echoed in the empty cemetery, intermittently.

Qiao Sinian's heart was hurting. He knew that she would inevitably cry, but he didn't expect her to cry like this.

She could cry like this even when Zhuo Yuanhang died. When he was washed away by the river, what would she cry like? Qiao Sinian was a little afraid to think about it.

Although Butler Sun later told him something, Qiao Sinian couldn't bear it when he heard that it was the same as seeing him with his own eyes.

Silly girl.

Ye Jiaqi was so crying that he couldn't speak. He leaned against the tombstone and sucked his breath, crying that his little face turned red.

"Mr. Zhuo...I didn't expect that the last time I saw you, I would have been farewell to you. If I knew, I would have held your hand and not let go. I would have asked you to go back with me... It was my fault..."

"Jiaqi, how can you blame yourself like this? You know that this is not your fault. Zhuo Yuanhang doesn't want many things, but they are already born." Qiao Sinian hugged her shoulders, for fear that she would fall down from crying.

"Sinian... does he have a will?"

"No." Qiao Sinian said, "He prepared all his funerals for himself, but he did not write a will. Perhaps in his heart, everything he could do had been done before his lifetime, and everything he could say was said, and the rest was not that important."

Ye Jiaqi looked dazed, yes...

All that should be said is said.

She finally understood the meaning of him standing in the rain with an umbrella that day and saying, "I'm afraid I won't have a chance to say it in the future if I don't say it today."

If she didn't say that night, she wouldn't hear what he was thinking.

"Where is his family?"

"He has no family members." Qiao Sinian sighed, "People in Hong Kong are busy dividing their property and suing them, and no one comes to see him. Most of his friends don't know the news yet... But I think you'll be satisfied if you can come, and the rest are foils."

"I am very grateful for his care for you in Chicago and Qingshan Village. This is what I said in my heart. I thought he would make achievements in his career and make a great success, but I didn't expect that he would have these things."

Qiao Sinian stood up and bowed deeply.

The wind blew up Qiao Sinian's windbreaker and jacket, and his deep eyes were filled with a distant luster.

Ye Jiaqi's silk was stained with tears. She stared at the fire light blankly and didn't speak again for a long time.

Silent, quiet, silent.

Qiao Sinian didn't say anything, and burned paper money with her.

Time passes by little by little.

The wind blew throughout the hill.

It was probably a cloudy day today, and there was no sun rising in the east, and it was misty everywhere.

Qiao Sinian just stayed with her like this.

I don’t know if I was tired of crying or hypoglycemia, when Ye Jiaqi stood up with the tombstone, his eyes were dark, his legs became weak, and he fell forward!

"Jiaqi!" Qiao Sinian held her quickly with her eyes and hands, and her pupils tightened!

"Jiaqi! Wake up!" Qiao Sinian pinched her twice, but there was no reaction.

He extinguished the open fire and hugged Ye Jiaqi and left the cemetery.

The cold here is too heavy, he shouldn't have let her stay for so long, her body is already weak.
Chapter completed!