บท 597: The Heavens Could Not Tolerate It Any Longer

She inched her body forward and planted a gentle kiss on the tombstone.

The scattering images of her parents flashed across her mind, and tears started to sting her eyes.

'If it weren't for that natural disaster, you would still be around and I would be by your side. How wonderful it would be.'

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The flight was in the afternoon. By the time it reached N City, it was already past 2 p.m. Yan Rusheng hailed a cab to the county in Xuxu's hometown.

The town rested in a mountainous area, and the tallest building was only about 20 storeys high.

As it was the New Year, the local culture and customs flaunted the streets and everywhere else in the small town.

Yan Rusheng's towering figure maneuvered through the bustling streets swarmed with people. Roadside stalls and hawkers could be seen everywhere.