In the suburbs, a black car was driving on the trail at a constant speed.

It is early spring now, and the willow leaves are beginning to sprout, and unknown wild flowers bloom on both sides of the road. In the blue sky, a few snow-white clouds float. The sunshine spreads a layer of warm light to everything in front of you.

Mu Sheng was lazy, but when he saw the scene outside, he suddenly became interested, "The weather is so good."

In her previous life, Mu Sheng, as a senior scientific research talent in the country, was with the laboratory for life, so how could she have such an opportunity to come out to breathe the spring air? She leaned on the seat cushion very relaxedly, with a pleasant eyebrow and eyes.

Li Hanchen looked ahead with a deep gaze, full of gloomy aura, which looked very different from the bright scenery outside. Even though the thick lines were like Mu Sheng, he noticed something was wrong with him.

The car was moving all the way on the winding mountain road. After another half an hour, the car turned a corner of the mountain. The scenery in front of Mu Sheng's eyes flashed with surprise.

The waterfall here, green trees and green grass, are not mentioned for now. The most amazing thing is the pink peach blossoms all over the mountains. Looking around, the pink color seems to have entered the peach blossom land recorded by ancient people.

Li Hanchen drove forward for hundreds of meters, and a medium-sized tomb slowly appeared in front of Mu Sheng.

"Get out of the car." Li Hanchen stepped on the brakes and helped Mu Sheng take off his seat belt.

Mu Sheng got out of the car and walked a few steps in front of the tomb. Then he saw that the name "An Zhao" was engraved on the tombstone, and a photo was hung above the top. The woman in the photo was gentle and elegant, with a warm smile on her face, which looked like the first peach blossom in spring.

But what attracted Mu Sheng's attention the most was her appearance, which was very similar to Li Hanchen in her eyebrows.

"This is my mother." Li Hanchen's voice came from beside him. He had walked to Mu Sheng at some point, holding incense in his hand, "Today is her 20th anniversary."

Mu Sheng was speechless for a moment. In the original owner's memory, Li Hanchen's mother died of an acute illness. She was famous as the number one socialite in the imperial capital. The final result was sad.

Li Hanchen stepped forward and lit a stick of incense.

Mu Sheng looked at the photos on the tombstone. At this time, a breeze blew by, and a petal slowly fell down and fell on the tombstone. She walked forward and lit a stick of incense, "I will also help my aunt raise an incense stick."

Li Hanchen turned his head, looked at Mu Sheng deeply, and then nodded, "Okay."

Mu Sheng stood beside Li Hanchen, followed him, bowed three times to the tombstone.

After standing still, Mu Sheng discovered that in addition to the tomb in front of him, there was another place not far from it, but the tombstone in front was without words.

Could this be Li Hanchen's other relatives?

As if he noticed Mu Sheng's doubts, Li Hanchen's deep eyes fell on the stele without words, and then he spoke, "This one is mine."

This was a tomb he prepared for himself a year ago.

Mu Sheng was subconsciously stunned, waiting for his reaction,

Yes, if Li Hanchen hadn't come to this era, he would have been unable to make a comeback and could have lasted for a year at most.

However, it was hard for Mu Sheng to set up a tomb for himself next to his dead mother, and Mu Sheng could not imagine what Li Hanchen was in his mood at that time.

She turned around, and the sunlight sprinkled into her eyes, with confidence emitting from her bones, "Don't worry, with me here, you will have to use this tomb in a hundred years."

Li Hanchen stared at Mu Sheng with deep eyes. After a long time, Mu Sheng was about to doubt whether he had said something wrong. The corners of Li Hanchen's lips finally raised, "Okay."
Chapter completed!