It is a river, which is in an arc, embracing Fengquan Town, as if protecting it.

The wind blew gently, and the willows on both sides of the river bank also blew.

Han Zaixing stood on the other side, looking at the person standing in front of the stone railing.

Her back was to him, separated from him by a river.

He couldn't see her appearance or her eyes at this moment. He didn't know what she was thinking, but he knew that she wouldn't be happy or laugh now.

Because Liu Guodong is here.

She came to D City because of Liu Guodong.

A large yellow-horned tree species outside Liu Guodong's home has a thick trunk and lush branches and leaves, like a giant umbrella, blocking the hot sun in the sky.

Lin Lian stood under the yellow horn tree, raised his face slightly, and his eyes gradually closed.

The wind blew, the leaves rustled, and the sunlight shone through the gaps of the leaves, falling sparsely. The person standing under the tree seemed to have stopped.

It’s hot in summer and no one comes out during the day, but there are too many people at night and they are walking around Fengquan Town.

Such a bustle is almost the same as when Lin Lian came before.

However, Lin Lian did not visit Fengquan Town in the night. After dinner, she returned to work at the B&B.

The night is quiet, and the moon in the sky is not as bright as usual. It dyes the fog and adds a trace of hazyness.

It's going to rain.

In the second half of the night, the rain fell, wetting the entire Fengquan Town. The sound of the rain falling outside the window made the world noisy.

The next morning, the rain will stop.

Lin Lian got up very early and packed up and went to Fengquan Town.

She bought a bouquet of chrysanthemums, and the flowers contained the rain from last night, fresh spirit.

Lin Lian and Cheng Qinghe made an appointment to go to the cemetery at 9 o'clock, and the two met for foreign exchange at Liu Guodong's house.

From afar, Cheng Zhiguo saw the man standing under the yellow horned tree holding a chrysanthemum.

She was wearing a plain dress today, with long hair tied behind her head, and her back was thin.

Maybe it was because it rained yesterday, it was cloudy now, or maybe it was because I was going to see Liu Guodong later, Cheng Qinghe was in a slightly heavy mood.

"Miss Lin."

Cheng Zhiguo spoke out.

Lin Lian turned around, "Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhiguo nodded, "Let's go now."

"good."

Liu Guodong was buried in a mountain not far from Fengquan Town. The mountain was opposite the Fenghuang River and needed to drive, but it was not far away.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Cheng Zhiguo took the forest curtain up the mountain.

The road up the mountain is bluestone steps. If it doesn’t rain, it will be dry.

But it rained last night, the bluestone steps were wet, and the grass and trees on both sides were wet.

Cheng Qinghe said: "It's raining now, Miss Lin, don't slid."

"good."

Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived on the mountain, in front of Liu Guodong's tombstone, and Cheng Qinghe said, "That's it."

There is a photo of Liu Guodong on the tombstone, black and white, which is the face in Lin Lian’s memory.

Lin Lian squatted down and placed the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, "Master, I'm just here to see you now, I hope you don't take it a fuss."

"..." There was a slightly cool breeze around, and no one answered Lin Lian.

Cheng Qinghe said: "Uncle Liu, Miss Lin said she would come to see you after she knew about you. Now that she is here, you are at ease."

"..." It's not Qingming now, and there are no extra people on the mountain except Lin Liang, Cheng Qing and others.

But even if there are many people, such a place will not make people feel lively.

It's very quiet here.

Lin Lian looked at the person in the photo, and those eyes, she looked at these eyes, and these eyes seemed to be looking at her too.

Lin Lian said: "I always remember what you said. Don't worry, I will definitely carry forward the Qing embroidery and let people all over the world know what Qing embroidery is."

The wind was strong, and it was raining gently in the sky again.

Cheng Qinghe looked at the sky and said, "Miss Lin, it's going to rain heavily."

There is a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky. If this layer of dark clouds does not fall, the bright sky will not be seen.

Lin Lian's hair was wet by the thin rain, and the mist like millet was falling. She said, "Master, I have time to see you again."

After saying that, Lin Lian bowed to the tombstone.

The two went down the mountain, and the rain raked and someone poured countless small stones down, loudly overwhelming all the sounds here.

And because of the sudden heavy rain, the visibility around the surroundings became lower, and even the sky seemed to be dark.

Cheng Qing and Lin Lian went down the mountain, and in just a moment, both of them were wet.

Cheng Qinghe got on the bus soon and started the bus.

Lin Lian also opened the car door and got into the car.

But just as she was about to get in the car, a business car stopped behind Cheng Qinghe's car with a squeak.
Chapter completed!