Lu Jingchi didn't react at all, standing calmly on the spot without even blinking.

On the contrary, Jiang Lan was anxious. She hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Pei Qingsheng's arm, and shook her head at him.

Pei Qingsheng stared at her panicked eyes, with a deep sarcasm on her lips.

"What did you find?" Lu Jingchi suddenly asked.

Pei Qing glanced at him coldly, "Why should I tell you?"

Lu Jingchi raised his hand and pushed away his dagger, "It's getting dark soon. Let's finish it quickly."

Pei Qingsheng felt as if he had punched cotton. He put away the knife angrily and pulled Jiang Lan over with his backhand.

Jiang Lan staggered and stood in front of the tombstone. She looked at the photo on the tombstone. Compared to the strangeness just now, she felt an indescribable feeling at this moment.

Chest feels tight.

Lu Jingchi looked at the backs of the two of them. He was silent, turned around and walked away.

He came to a pavilion not far away, leaned on a pillar, and lit a cigarette thoughtfully.

Pei Qingsheng picked up the paper money on the ground and lit it, then half-knelt on the ground and placed the paper money in front of the tombstone.

As he threw the paper in, he whispered, "Come here and kneel."

Jiang Lan frowned and looked at him with confusion.

But Pei Qingsheng was focused on burning paper money and didn't look at her.

He said: "Don't you know the words? Look at the name on the tombstone."

After hearing his words, Jiang Lan noticed the inscriptions on the tombstones. One was named Qin Yingran and the other was named Jiang Shuo.

River......

Jiang Lan's eyes widened suddenly, and she had to take a closer look at the man's photo. She could vaguely detect a familiar smell between the man's brows and eyes.

Her breathing became faster and faster.

This is......

Could this be...

A terrible thought arose in Jiang Lan's heart. She suddenly looked at Pei Qingsheng, hoping to get confirmation from his mouth.

Pei Qing burned the paper money quietly, and the burned paper scraps slowly rose into the sky, flying in the dark air. The green smoke from the flames made Jiang Lan's eyes sore.

In an instant, Jiang Lan seemed to have been drained of all his strength and fell weakly to the ground.

Arriving at the Lu family at the age of five.

She is always looking forward to her parents finding her and going home. She thinks that one day, her parents will find her.

She always thought that she still had a home, and there were many people waiting for her at home.

But now, Pei Qingsheng told her that the people buried in the cold soil were her parents.

It turns out...she doesn't have a home.

Pei Qingsheng said: "Originally, I wanted you to remember it by yourself. I wanted to see your regretful look and make you pay the price for your muddling through these years."

He laughed and said, "It's good for you. Not only did you not think of anything, but you also forgot it faster and faster."

"That's all, I can't count on you anyway."

"Who told me to owe you the Jiang family?"

Jiang Lan sat on the ground blankly, crying while listening to his words.

She couldn't understand Pei Qingsheng's words. She only knew that she had no home. The home she longed for and the parents she longed for were all gone.

All the expectations and hopes have become a dream in the confetti flying in front of me.

Pei Qingsheng had completely calmed down, and he was slowly throwing the paper money away. Suddenly, his arm was grabbed by a pair of hands.

He paused slightly and turned his head to look at Jiang Lan.

She looked at Pei Qingsheng with tears streaming down her face, as if she wanted to carve his appearance into her bones to identify his identity.
Chapter completed!