The lights in the mourning hall are brightly lit. During these three days, the candles in the mourning hall cannot be extinguished, and the incense must be kept burning.

Ling Yiran walked into the mourning hall and only saw Yi Jinli standing in the mourning hall. The light and shadow fell on him, bright and dark intertwined. He lowered his eyes and looked at the person lying in the ice coffin wearing a shroud.

Mr. Yi's handsome face was expressionless.

"Ajin." Ling Yiran shouted.

But it was only then that he seemed to have suddenly come to his senses, and turned to look at her, "Didn't I tell you to come here less? It's fine if I'm here."

"I wanted to see you, so I came here." Ling Yiran said, approaching Yi Jinli and raising his hand to touch his face.

It has now entered the beginning of January, and the weather is getting colder. However, there is no heating in the mourning hall, so even though it is indoors, it is still cold.

Especially at night, it gets colder.

"Are you still staying here tonight?" she asked.

"Since he raised me, I still have to do what I should do." He murmured, "The old man's funeral will be held tomorrow. There will be many people there. If you are inconvenient, there is no need to go there."

"It's not the time for me to have a baby now, and it's not inconvenient enough that I can't go to my grandfather's funeral." Ling Yiran said, "I'll go tomorrow. If I feel uncomfortable by then, I will tell you in time.

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Yi Jinli pursed her thin lips slightly and said, "Grandpa, he is not nice to you, why do you..."

"There are not so many reasons, because he is your grandfather and your relative." Ling Yiran said, "So, even if he doesn't like me and doesn't actually accept me in the end, I still want to give him a ride.

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Not for anything else, just for the old man to raise Ajin!

Yi Jinli gently held Ling Yiran's hand, "Don't pay attention to what grandpa said at the end, he was just... just..."

"I know that he just doesn't believe that loving someone deeply will really end well. Because of your great-grandpa and your great-grandma's affairs, as well as your father's affairs, so... he is afraid, afraid of you.

The future will also be unfortunate." Ling still said.

When she was brought to the Yi family's ancient house by him, she heard him tell the story of the old house. She was deeply impressed by the long sword stained with blood.

And when she found out that it was the story of her great-grandfather and great-grandmother, the shock in her heart is still there to this day.

His great-grandmother killed his great-grandfather with her own hands, and then stayed alone in the old house to raise his grandfather.

Ling Yiran could almost imagine that the old man who grew up in such an environment would not have expectations for love, but fear.

Maybe...the old man has never really loved anyone in his life!

"Actually, thinking about it this way, grandpa must have been worried about you, so he said those words before he died." Ling Yiran said.

"Really? Will he... be worried about me?" He sneered, glanced at Mr. Yi in the ice coffin from the corner of his eye, and then slowly lowered his head and gently pillowed it on the ice coffin.

On Ling Yiran's shoulder.

"You are his only relative, and he still has that affection for you."

"But rather than so-called family ties, he probably cares more about the rise and fall of the Yi family." Yi Jinli whispered.

"Perhaps the things that everyone cares about most are different. Just like the beauty of the country, some people love the country, and some people love the beauty. It is not necessarily possible to say which kind of love is wrong." Ling Yiran thought for a while.

In her eyes, Ajin at this moment was like a lonely child.
Chapter completed!