C495 Empty heart

Yang Ming Mountain Graveyard.

Ye Anan placed the flower in front of a tombstone, and the corner of her lips twitched for a good while. She seemed to want to say something, but was unable to say it after a long time.

In the end, she knelt down and silently burned the news that had been printed out on the road in front of the tombstone.

A gust of cold wind blew from the dark clouds