Nancheng Cemetery is not far from Zhuxi Village.

Turn right at the first intersection before Zhuxi and enter a dense bamboo forest.

After driving along the winding mountain road for about ten minutes, you can see a huge stone archway with the four big characters "Nancheng Cemetery" inscribed on it.

Two strangely shaped tomb guardian beasts stood guard under the archway, glaring and gritting their teeth, baring their fangs and claws.

It seems to be warning visitors that this is not a place to stay for long.

This is the place Shen Xiling wanted to come.

They changed direction and bought a simple bouquet near the hospital.

After getting in the car, Shen Xiling hesitated and did not start the car for a long time.

Lu Ranran thought he had concerns and was about to speak to comfort him.

At this time, Shen Xiling turned his head, with a hint of caution in his eyes.

he asks:

"Aunt An Ning and Uncle Lu are here too... do you want to go and see them?"

Lu Ranran was in a trance for a moment.

Neither Chu Yue nor Lu Zhongyuan are nostalgic people, and every Qingming Festival they are busy with their own things.

There was no mention of worship at all.

More than 20 years passed before Lu Ranran realized that she didn't even know where her parents were buried.

"If you don't want to—"

"It's okay." Lu Ranran shook his head and said softly, "Go."

Passing through the tall stone archway, you will find a completely different world inside.

The pond and pavilion are hidden in the shadows of the trees, with dead lotus leaves floating on the water.

One can imagine what a beautiful spring scene this place would be in that season.

Walking up the mountain along the steps at the end of the road, neatly arranged gray-white stone tablets appear before your eyes.

Shen Ximing's tombstone is hidden in one of the rows. Its specifications and shape are exactly the same as the surrounding ones, with his date of birth and death and his name written on it.

In the face of death, everyone is equal.

Shen Xiling bent down and gently placed the bouquet in front of the stele.

"When I was a child, my relationship with my father was very bad." Shen Xiling looked at the tombstone and murmured.

"I wish he wouldn't be so harsh. He's so disappointed in me that I don't even want to see him."

“Now that I think about it, maybe we all have our own purposes.”

"He is training an heir, but I..." Shen Xiling laughed self-deprecatingly, "I just want to be a teacher in college like my grandma."

"After class every day, I go back to my own research room. There are no complicated interpersonal relationships. I only need to deal with literature."

If nothing had happened to Shen Xilu.

Perhaps the quarrel and struggle between them as father and son would be more intense than the friction between Qian Dasao and Qian Jiang.

But who could have thought that something went wrong.

Shen Xiling still embarked on the path that he had been very reluctant to take at the beginning.

The air after the rain was damp, cold and heavy, and the wind seemed to be dragged down by the water vapor, becoming weak and powerless.

At this time, Shen Xiling removed all the halos and became a pure person in front of the tombstone.

A living person who is depressed because of the loss of a loved one.

"Look forward." Lu Ranran patted Shen Xiling's arm gently.

Shen Xiling seemed to come back to his senses suddenly.

Confusion flashed across his face, quickly replaced by a familiar smile.

"Let's go, Aunt An Ning and Uncle Lu are upstairs."

This was the first time that Lu Ranran was so close to his parents.

She would be excited later, but actually she was quite calm.

"Finally I saw it..."

Lu Ranran placed the bouquet in front of the two tombstones.

"You've never been here?" Shen Xiling was a little surprised.

Lu Ranran shook her head.

Seeing Shen Xiling's expression gradually becoming serious, with confusion, anger, and even a hint of pity in his eyes...

Lu Ranran smiled with relief.

"Don't be like this, I'm fine."

Shen Xiling looked at her seriously, as if trying to find any trace of disguise behind that relaxed smile.

But before long, he found himself a failure.

Lu Ranran winked playfully.

"If I wasn't so sad, wouldn't it seem like I had no conscience?"

Shen Xiling was rarely speechless.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Lu Ranran laughed out loud.

After calming down, she explained:

"I was actually surprised too. I thought I would be sad."

“But the moment I saw them, only one sentence came to my mind.”

"Hello, long time no see. I'm doing well. How about you?"

Shen Xiling was speechless, then curled up the corners of his mouth as if he was relieved.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps broke the tranquility of the cemetery.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of metal colliding mixed in with the footsteps.

The two turned their heads when they heard the sound.

Lu Ranran couldn't hold back her expression for a moment and her eyes widened in surprise.

The man in front of me (?) had heavy smoky makeup, a golden peaked hair, and dozens of decorative chains hanging on his body.

After seeing Lu Ranran, this person first stood there in a daze, then suddenly let out a sharp explosion and ran towards here at an accelerated speed.

Before Lu Ranran could react, Shen Xiling pulled her behind him.

"You, you, you, get out of my way!"

Although his voice is a bit pretentious, the deep and hoarseness in it cannot deceive anyone.

Shen Xiling readily stepped aside and made a "please" gesture.

This person shouted angrily:

"I'm not telling you to get out of the way! I'm telling you to get out of the way—get it?"

Seeing that Shen Xiling did not move, this person jumped up and down in anxiety and anger.

"Hey, why can't you understand what people say~~"

Then he changed his strategy and jumped left and right, looking towards Lu Ranran.

"Girl, girl, look at me!"

"Are you An Ning's daughter? Ah? Are you, are you?"

Hearing the familiar name, Shen Xiling turned around and looked at Lu Ranran.

Lu Ranran poked his head out from behind him and asked:

"You...you know my mother?"

"Of course!" This person took the opportunity to push Shen Xiling away, stepped forward and took Lu Ranran's hand, "An Ning is my best sister!"

"?"

"Hey, you're going to call me auntie~Did you hear me?"

The man introduced himself as Ella, E-lla. He deliberately stretched out the tone to emphasize that he must be called by his English name.

"An Ning is my high school classmate~"

"I have opened a beauty salon in South City now. If you want to get your hair done, you must come to me. I will give it to you for free."

After Ella finished speaking, she turned her eyes away from Lu Ranran and looked at Shen Xiling with a squint.

He crossed his arms, pursed his lips, looked Shen Xiling up and down, and said "tsk" with disdain.

"Who are you?"

There was a polite but impatient tone in his voice, as if he was dissatisfied with Shen Xiling's behavior just now.

Shen Xiling calmly pulled Lu Ranran back behind him and said with a polite smile:

"I am her husband."

Ella's face suddenly turned dark.

"just you?"

Shen Xiling smiled and said:

"Uncle Qiang, don't you recognize me?"

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