The entire world was silent.
Fang Mu turned around, but didn't stop kneeling.
He looked up at the tombstone and swept his gaze across the words "Qiao Jiuyin" and the familiar face.
He did not even have the right to write "Fang Mu's wife" on her tombstone.
Fang Mu dug a pit in the grass in front of the tombstone with his bare hands. He placed the ring he took from Qiao Jiuyin's hand into the pit and covered it with soil to hide it. After doing all this, he straightened his back and leaned over to kiss the cold tombstone.
A moment later, Fang Mu softly said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Sheng. Brother Mu let you down."
His voice fell, but no reply came.
Fang Mu suddenly realized.
Xiao Sheng has really passed away.
This realization made his heart ache.
Pa!
Pa!
A few tears fell on the stone floor. Fang Mu slowly lowered his head and saw the drops of water in front of him.
