It is a river. This river forms an arc and surrounds Fengquan Town, as if it is protecting it.

The wind blows slowly, and the willows on both sides of the river are blowing.

Han Zaixing stood on the other side, looking at the man standing in front of the stone fence.

She turned her back to him, separated from him by a river.

He couldn't see her appearance or her eyes at this moment. He didn't know what she was thinking, but he knew that she would not be happy or smile now.

Because, Liu Guodong is here.

She came to D city because of Liu Guodong.

A large yellow-horned tree was planted outside Liu Guodong's house. The tree has a thick trunk and lush branches, like a giant umbrella, blocking the hot sun in the sky.

Lin Liang stood under the yellow horn tree, his face slightly raised and his eyes gradually closed.

The wind blows, the leaves rustle, and the sunlight falls sparsely through the gaps in the leaves. The person standing under the tree seems like time has stopped.

Summer is hot, so few people come out during the day, but at night there are more people walking around Fengquan Town.

The excitement was almost the same as when Lin Lian came here before.

However, Lin Lian did not visit Fengquan Town at night. After dinner, she returned to the B&B to work.

It's a quiet night, and the moon in the sky is not as bright as usual. It is dyed with fog and has a hazy look.

It's going to rain.

In the middle of the night, the rain fell heavily, soaking the entire Fengquan Town. The sound of rain falling outside the window made the whole world noisy.

The next morning, the rain will stop.

Lin Lian got up very early, packed up and went to Fengquan Town.

She bought a bouquet of chrysanthemums. The flowers contained the freshness of last night's rain.

Lin Lian and Cheng Qinghe made an appointment to go to the cemetery at nine o'clock, and they met outside Liu Guodong's house.

From a distance, Cheng Zhiguo saw a man holding chrysanthemums standing under the yellow horn tree.

She was wearing a plain dress today, her long hair was tied back, and her back was thin.

Maybe it was because it rained yesterday and it was cloudy now, or maybe because she was going to see Liu Guodong later. The bouquet of flowers she was holding in her arms made Cheng Qinghe feel a little heavy.

"Ms. Lin."

Cheng Zhiguo spoke out.

Lin Lian turned around and said, "Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhiguo nodded, "Let's go now."

"good."

Liu Guodong was buried on a mountain not far from Fengquan Town. The mountain is on the opposite side of the Fenghuang River. You need to drive to get there, but it is not far.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the bottom of the mountain, and Cheng Zhiguo led Lin Lian up the mountain.

The road up the mountain is made of bluestone steps. If it doesn't rain, it is dry.

But it rained last night, so the bluestone steps were wet, and the vegetation on both sides was also wet.

Cheng Qinghe said: "It's raining, Miss Lin, please don't slip."

"good."

Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived at Liu Guodong's tombstone on the mountain. Cheng Qinghe said, "This is it."

There is a photo of Liu Guodong on the tombstone. The black and white photo is the face that Lin Lian remembers.

Lin Liang knelt down and placed the chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, "Master, I just came to see you now. I hope you won't be surprised."

"..." There was a cool breeze all around, and no one answered the curtain.

Cheng Qinghe said: "Uncle Liu, Miss Lin asked to come see you after she found out about you. Now that she is here, you can feel at ease."

"..." It's not Qingming Festival now, and there are no more people on the mountain except Lin Lian and Cheng Qinghe.

But even if there are many people, such a place will not make people feel lively.

It's very quiet here.

Lin Lian looked at the eyes of the person in the photo. She looked at these eyes, and they seemed to be looking at her too.

Lin Lian said: "I always remember what you said. Don't worry, I will definitely carry forward Qingxiu and let people all over the world know what Qingxiu is."

The wind got stronger and it began to rain lightly again.

Cheng Qinghe looked at the sky and said, "Miss Lin, I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily."

There is a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky. If this layer of dark clouds does not fall, the bright sky will not be visible.

Lin Lian's hair was wet by the fine rain, and mist fell like millet grains. She said, "Master, I will come see you again when I have time."

After saying that, Lin Lian bowed to the tombstone.

The two of them went down the mountain, and the rain came down like someone dumping countless pebbles. The sound was so loud that it drowned out all the sounds here.

Due to the sudden heavy rain, the surrounding visibility became low, and even the sky seemed to be dark.

Cheng Qinghe and Lin Liang came down the mountain, and within a short time, both of them were soaked to the skin.

Cheng Qinghe quickly got into the car and started the car.

Lin Lian also opened the door and got in the car.

But just as she was about to get in the car, a commercial vehicle stopped behind Cheng Qinghe's car.
Chapter completed!