Chapter 389 - Visiting Zhou Qingling’s Grave II (2/2)

Senior Zhou frowned but didn't say anything else. He turned around and followed Xian Zihao.

Before Xian Zihao left, he lightly patted Jiang Ruolan's shoulder to comfort her. Jiang Ruolan understood it and tried her best to smile at him.

When they walked out of the cemetery, Jiang Ruolan let out a deep breath and stood in silence for a while.

She was about to clean Zhou Qingling's tombstone when she suddenly realized that this place seemed to have been taken care of by someone. Moreover, there seemed to be something ahead of the tombstone, and at a glance, she knew that it was certainly not left by Senior Zhou.

It was a handful of fresh white lilies, and in the midst of the rain and wind, in front of the tombstone, stood two white candles that had been half-extinguished. Under the candle, there were pieces of paper that hadn't completely burned.

Jiang Ruolan's face darkened as she picked up a piece of paper. Because the piece of paper did not burn completely, its width was only two to three centimeters. The paper was wet by the rain and it was stuck to the table in front of the tombstone. The words on the paper were blurry, but one could tell that the paper was filled with words, like a letter.

It was a bit hard for her to understand what these words were and since the paper was also soaked by the rain, it very vague. It was not clear what these words were, but these words were similar to the sacrificial script. It was likely that only a woman could use them.

And these lilies, these two carefully lit white candles.

Jiang Ruolan and Jiang Yijun were the only people who cleaned Zhou Qingling's grave. Jiang Guanyu had only cleaned it twice over a dozen years ago and never came here again. He hated the remoteness of the place and because Zhan Lian was unhappy that he swept Zhou Qingling's grave.

So, although every year when she and Yijun came, they would avoid coming in the morning to avoid seeing people they didn't want to see, but they all knew in their hearts that Jiang Guanyu wouldn't come at all.

However, with Senior Zhou's character, he would never send his dead daughter such a considerate bunch of lilies. Moreover, Jiang Ruolan had seen Senior Zhou's writing. His writing was a kind of neat writing style and it had the temperament of a soldier.

These candles and these papers were definitely not what Senior Zhou had written.

This definitely would not have been left behind by Yijun because his calligraphy was different.

That was to say, besides these people, there were others who had been here before, and it was a woman.

Jiang Ruolan held a piece of paper in her hand and looked at the candles and lilies on the ground. She slowly stood up and looked around. Usually, there were no people in this cemetery, but coincidentally, there was someone dressed in black sitting in a wheelchair with an umbrella in front of a tombstone in the distance.

Jiang Ruolan didn't realize that there was another person standing in front of the tombstone in the cemetery not far from her. She looked back outside and thought, 'That person must have already left.'