Every woman has motherhood hidden in her heart, which is an innate instinct.

At this moment, looking at Chen Liang standing alone in front of the tomb, she couldn't help but feel inexplicable sourness and pity.

At this time, she suddenly realized that her cousin was only in her twenties.

Chen Hongyan nodded unconsciously, not understanding her daughter's words at all.

The surroundings are quiet.

There was only a faint sound of wind and the sound of burning paper.

Chen Liang looked at the tombstone silently. He thought he was strong enough and his eyes were still a little red unconsciously.

This time he came back, feeling that he was already qualified to stand here proudly and face them with his head held high.

But when he really stood here, he realized that the hollowness and sadness were increasing.

It turns out that success and failure after losing a close relative are actually not much different.

Because they will never see it.
Chapter completed!