Nanshan Mountain in Yanjing is one of the three major cemeteries in Yanjing. Those who can be buried here are the powerful people in Yanjing City.

The tombstones are densely packed with endless ends, and each of these tombstones represents the fall of a life and also represents a forgotten story.

Walking in this tombstone forest, Zhuang Lin's heart was endlessly heavy, and Zhuang Xuanliang beside him looked confused, as if he had the urge to retreat and escape.

Due to the torture of the disease, Zhuang Xuanliang's body is now very weak. Even when he walks, he has to stop and rest for a while every time he walks for a short distance. In just over ten minutes, his face is pale and there is no blood.

Standing there, looking at Zhuang Xuanliang gasping on the stone bench, Zhuang Lin could feel the fragility of his life, now he is like the candlelight in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

Although he has extraordinary medical skills, and the vitality around him is a magical tool for treating diseases, no matter how magical it is, it is not omnipotent. When facing certain diseases, he is like those doctors, and can do nothing.

"I'm fine, we can continue to leave." After about five minutes, Zhuang Xuanliang's face finally looked better. He raised his head, looked at Zhuang Lin standing next to him, nodded, and spoke.

Zhuang Lin stood there, looking down at the pale face, and was fighting fiercely inside.

Finally, he clenched his fists, turned around, and squatted down in front of Zhuang Xuanliang.

When he saw Zhuang Lin's bent back, Zhuang Xuanliang was stunned, and then his whole body trembled. In the already turbid eyes, the turbid tears were squirming. In the end, he forced himself to hold it back and did not fall down.

He stretched out his arms, placed his trembling hands on the powerful arms, leaned forward, and lay on his curved spine.

Walking on this small path with a slope, although I was carrying a person on my back, Zhuang Lin did not have the pressure to walk forward and was worried, so he naturally didn't feel the mood to see the scenery on both sides of the road. Of course, there was no scenery in this cemetery.

From beginning to end, Zhuang Xuanliang didn't say a word, and just lay quietly on Zhuang Lin's back, looking at the back with his eyes quietly.

I hope my son will become a dragon, a daughter will become a phoenix. I am afraid that this is the wish of every parent in the world. My son has a bright future and becomes the most amazing person in this world. This should be a pride, but he cannot be proud after all, because he knows that he does not have the qualification.

Perhaps, my son's education for the first seventeen years was quite related to him, but since his son left this family, everything he has never had to do with him since then.

The son was able to reach this point today, and he also played a certain role in this, but this role was a negative effect.

"Ye...er." He lay on his broad back, and in his heart struggled, he shouted the name in a trembling voice, but when he shouted the name, his heart was trembling because he was afraid, fearing that it came from Zhuang Lin's resistance.

Zhuang Lin seemed to have not heard it, and walked forward on his own without any reaction in his body.

A trace of loss appeared on Zhuang Xuanliang's face, but then another smile appeared, with a hint of bitterness and a hint of relief.

How could I not hear my own cry when I have the cultivation level of the Earth Yuan Realm?

It was winding and for some time, but in the end, Zhuang Lin stopped and stood in a row of neat tombstones at the end of his eyes, and among them, a lighter tombstone was the most conspicuous.

Unlike other tombstones, there are no other words on this tombstone except for one name.

When he saw that name, Zhuang Lin felt a sense of sorrow in his eyes. It seemed that something wanted to break out of his socket, but he was held back.

Carefully put the person on his body down, he walked to the front of the tombstone, bent his legs and fell to his knees.

"Mother, I'm back to see you." When the sound rang, the line of tears could not be held back and slid down his cheeks.

Zhuang Xuanliang stood behind, quietly looking at Zhuang Lin on the knees and the cold tombstone. In his eyes, tears started to rise, and tears began to turn.

I don’t know when it started, but it suddenly started to rain in the sky. The rain in this season will not be heavy. The drizzle hits my body and soaks my clothes. However, the two people in front of the tombstone are completely unaware of it.

"Young man, can I be buried with your mother when I die?" Zhuang Xuanliang, who was sitting on the ground, looked at Zhuang Lin, who was still kneeling there, and asked.

Some expectations, some extravagant expectations, and at the same time some uneasiness.

When he heard the request from Zhuang Xuanliang, Zhuang Lin, who was kneeling in front of the tombstone, had a moment of stiffness in his body. With an instinctive reaction, he had to refuse, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

He knew that although his mother was desperate for her father at the end, his choice to commit suicide may not be a protection for her father. In fact, in his heart, he still loved his father deeply. After that, he forced himself not to admit it.

My mother is lying here, and many years have passed by. Do you still want her to stay here alone?

"Mother should have some questions to ask you." Zhuang Lin nodded expressionlessly and said in a indifferent voice.

When Zhuang Xianliang heard Zhuang Lin's words, he was relieved. Although Zhuang Lin's expression was a little low, at least he agreed to his request, which was something he dared not expect in the past.

The rain continued to fall, and Zhuang Lin was still kneeling there, looking at the tombstone in front of him. The words he had been holding in his heart for many years, wanted to say, but he couldn't say them. In the end, he could only sigh and completely buried those many words in his heart.

Time passed little by little, and I don’t know how long it took. When Zhuang Lin got up and turned around and looked behind him, it happened. Zhuang Xuanliang, who was sitting behind him, opened his eyes hard and moved his body towards his mother’s tombstone.

His mind trembled violently, then he quickly walked forward, helped Zhuang Xuanliang up from the ground, then helped him, walked to his mother's tombstone, and let him sit down there.
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