Seeing that something was wrong with me, Zhang Xiao smiled comfortably and said, "Since you have arrived, then go and have a look?"

Actually, I have the intention. Two years have passed. I have not visited Lisa. I don’t know if there are many bouquets of flowers in Lisa’s grave now?

Zhang Xiao and others followed me, and I slowly walked up the mountain.

The mountain gradually became steeper, and half an hour later, we had arrived on the clearing of the mountain where Lisa was buried.

The sun shines down from the front and reflects on my face, making me feel a little confused. I still remember that I saw the sunset here two years ago.

Han Yue behind me suddenly shouted, "Uncle, this place is so beautiful!"

After Han Yue said this, I looked up at this empty place.

It's very strange to say that in the winter, when it should be very cold, the grass was full of wild flowers.

I even saw that on the edge of the grass, redbud flowers grew, such as plants that only bloom in spring.

Just in the middle of the grass, I saw two graves, namely the graves of Lisa and Irving.

"Um?"

When I saw these two graves, my first reaction was not to be sad, because I found that there were a few bouquets of wild flowers in front of both graves, and not only that...

It turned out that there were only two tombs of earth. The surroundings were actually piled up with stones, and the tombstones were polished out. There were two stone tablets!

I ran over quickly and came to Lisa's grave.

I looked at the graves of Lisa and Irving. It was not like the tombs in the wilderness, but like the tombs in the cemetery, and even... it was one level higher than the tombs in the cemetery.

The Tomb of Lisa, the Tomb of Irving.

The words above are written with a strong pen tip, and there is a string of English below. Although I am not good at yīng     yǔ, I can still recognize the English words Lisa and Irving.

"Zhang Lang... is this your friend's grave?" Zhang Xiao was probably a little surprised.

Han Yue looked around: "Why do I feel like I'm here in a cemetery? This isn't the Hokka Island at all, right?"

"No, no, no..." I said hurriedly: "It turns out that there are not so many flowers here, and... these two graves are not like this either!"

Yan Shimin said: "It's obvious that there are people who are carefully cultivated here... and I see that the two bouquets of flowers in front of this grave are still very fresh, which means that the bouquet has only been in stock for a while... It won't even be a night!"

I can't think of anyone else except Terry!

Because besides me, only Terry has the deepest feelings for them. It can even be said that Terry used to regard Lisa's life as more important than himself, because Lisa has always been the person Terry liked.

However, Duan Suran's appearance later made Terry see another hope, and his feelings for Lisa gradually faded away. But even so, I believe that Terry must still love Lisa deep in his heart.

"It must be him..."

Zhang Xiao sighed: "That's right..."

Yang Yueliang asked curiously: "Who are you talking about?"

Zhang Xiao said: "Have you forgotten that American boy?"

"Tree?" Yang Yueliang said in surprise.

I nodded and said, "Yes, it should be only Terry..."

I said guessingly again: "It is said that Terry and Zhao Kai went to find Pu Yunsong, but it seems that they did not find Pu Yunsong... Will they just stay here and not leave?"

Terry had this possibility, but Zhao Kai said that he would go back and say it to everyone, right?

In addition, this is winter. What's going on with these flowers all over the mountains?

Han Yue was already immersed in this beautiful scenery and went everywhere to pick wild flowers. Yan Shimin was indeed browning heavily and didn't know what he was thinking.

"If it was Terry, then he would definitely be nearby... We should go and look for it!" I said.

My statement was also approved by Zhang Xiao and Yang Yueliang, and they all nodded.

But at this moment, a cold female voice suddenly came from the edge of the grass: "Didn't I warn you... are outsiders not allowed to step in here?"

We were attracted by this sound at the same time, and at this moment, we only saw a woman in blue clothes carrying a bucket and slowly walking towards this side.tqr1

The woman looked about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a slim figure, but there was a faint ethereal look between her eyebrows, giving people the feeling of being a non-worldly person.

At this time, the woman was about one hundred meters away from us, and she frowned slightly.

When she was less than ten meters away from us, I saw that the bucket on the woman's hand was filled with water, but she didn't even have any effort to see it.

Her hands were also very slender, white and tender, and her fingers seemed to be just on the handle of a bucket, and she didn't catch them at all.

When she walked up to us, she put down the bucket and said calmly: "Get out, before I get angry..."

Han Yue picked a beam of light at this time, ran over and cursed: "You woman is very strange? This place is where my uncle's friend buried... Did you see..."

Han Yue pointed to the grave: "My uncle's friend is inside, why should you drive us away?"

The woman was not angry after hearing Han Yue's words, but instead said in surprise: "Friend?"

I said, "Yes... the two people buried here... are my friends. I wonder why this Xiao     jiě treats this place as his own?"

I pointed to the grave: "If this grave was wrapped up, then I am very grateful... because even I don't have time to clean their graves like this..."

The woman put one hand on the bucket's handle and asked me: "What's your name? Is Zhang Lang?"

Then I was surprised and said, "Do you know me?"

I don't remember seeing such a woman?

The woman nodded: "Well, it seems that you are Zhang Lang... It's okay. Since you are Zhang Lang, you can visit here at will... I won't rush you, but I have a rule here... I'll leave before dark!"

I frowned immediately and said, "Why must I leave before it gets dark?"

But the woman didn't seem to want to say something to me again: "There's no reason... don't ask, okay, I won't bother you, you can do it yourself!"

As he said that, the woman carried the bucket and began to water the flowers and plants here.

Zhang Xiao and I looked at each other, and their eyes were full of doubt.

I was also very curious inside, who is this strange woman? Why did she manage this place so well?

The most important thing is that I don’t know her, so how did she know my name?
Chapter completed!