บท 408: Funeral (3)

After a while, apart from Mu Yuchen, Xi Xiaye, and their people, only Xi Mushan and Ah Hui, who held the umbrella for him, were left.

"Grandfather, rest in peace. I pray that you will feel no pain on the other side and that you'll live happily."

Xi Xiaye slowly stood up and reached out to wipe away the rainwater on the tombstone photograph, yet as she was wiping it, she suddenly stopped.

"Xiaye, Father, Grandfather will rest in peace. Don't grieve too much now. He is gone now, but the living must continue going on," Mu Yuchen sighed and said a few words before going up to help Xi Xiaye up. With a sad sigh, she slowly took her sunglasses off, revealing faintly swollen and misty eyes. She shut her eyes and after easing for a while, she opened them.