C109 The Confession Under the Gravestone

At the graveyard, a black umbrella covered the tombstone, and the man slowly crouched down and reached out to the picture of the smiling flower on the tombstone.

"Xinrann..."

He shouted in a low voice, his tone full of love. The rain continued to fall, dripping down along the tip of the umbrella. Very soon, the pictures on the tombstone were wet.

"I was wrong, Xinrann..