Ji Chicheng nodded, "Okay."
Ji Anning was surprised that he agreed so easily, and he showed no reaction to her deliberate teasing.
This... was not his style.
Suddenly, Ji Chicheng added another sentence, "I’m waiting for the day you let into the light."
As he spoke, he lifted his foot and walked past Ji Anning.
His tone sounded petulant but was filled with patience and tolerance, his proud figure tall and majestic.
Ji Anning pursed her lips, feeling very solid and reassured.
...
Their father was cremated three days after his death. The burial plot had been chosen two years earlier because his health had been poor for many years, and there was always the possibility that he might pass away any ti.
So, when Ji Anning was capable, she had arranged everything in advance.
It was in C City.
On the day of the funeral, Xiang Yiqing and Qi Helian both ca, as well as a few distant relatives of their father.
They ca all the way here, with the Spring Festival just around the corner. They hurried over and then hurried back, leaving only a few of them there.
Their mother stood in front of their father’s tombstone the whole ti, her eyes downcast on his picture, her eyes red but not shedding many tears.
Ji Anning always felt that she wanted to cry but was forcibly holding back, unable to figure out why.
She just felt that her mother’s attitude was too uncharacteristic this ti.
The wind was strong, yet her elderly mother showed no signs of leaving, her frail body seemingly about to fall over. Ji Anning walked over, took her mother’s arm, and said softly, "Mom, let’s go."
’Ah,’ her mother’s thoughts were interrupted. She sighed gently, turned her head, and looked at Ji Anning with a face full of lancholy.
After looking for a while, she spoke, "Anning, you go ahead. I want to spend more ti with your dad. I have a lot to say to him."
Ji Anning nodded, "Okay, then I’ll wait for you outside the cetery."
Her mother shook her head, "No need, you take Fenfen and go back first. I’ll know how to get back later, don’t worry about ."
With that, she patted Ji Anning’s hand twice and then pushed it away.
Her gaze returned to the tombstone.
Ji Anning pursed her lips and gave her mother a deep look, said nothing more, and turned to Ji Chicheng and softly said, "Let’s go."
Ji Anning had realized long ago that soone had been secretly taking photos of them. Upon leaving the cetery, she put on a pair of oversized black sunglasses and got straight into the black business car driven by Qi Helian and Xiang Yiqing.
To avoid being photographed with Ji Chicheng.
Then she rolled down the car window and instructed the assistant who had caught up, "Qiqi, you wait here for my mom for a while."
"Sure." The assistant nodded, acknowledging, and got into the car that Ji Chicheng had driven over from Hai City.
Afterward, Qi Helian and Ji Chicheng gradually got into the business car, and the group left first.
The black business car drove to the next intersection, where it completely disappeared from view. The black Audi, which had been parked a hundred ters away from the cetery gate, then slowly drove up to the entrance.
The rear door of the car opened, and a woman in a black trench coat stepped out. The black visor couldn’t hide the weariness on her face.
She clutched the straps of her LV bag tightly in her hands, stood at the door of the car taking a deep breath, and then stepped forward, walking into the cetery.
"Li Fen."
Li Fen’s eyes locked onto the picture on the tombstone, the man in the military shirt looking righteous and stern.
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