For a long time, Gu Moqian moved his gaze back, holding a black umbrella, stepping on the fallen leaves scattered everywhere, slowly walking toward the woman's tombstone.
The rain gradually intensified, hitting the black umbrella with a crackling sound, surrounded by mist in the cemetery, leaving only him alone.
The solitary black figure stood motionless before the tombstone, the rain like beads on a broken string dripping from the edge of the umbrella. In the curtain of rain, Gu Moqian's shadow was terrifyingly solitary.
He stared at the smiling face on the tombstone, immense grief instantly overwhelmed him, his lips and cheeks trembled violently, tears couldn't be controlled any longer and fell.
The once lively woman in front of him now lay in the cold cemetery. From now on, his world had completely collapsed, leaving only desolation.
The words "I love you" that he hadn't had the chance to say, she would never hear again...
