4 PM.
Due to the weather, the sky was gray and the visibility wasn't high.
The rain wasn't heavy, but if you stayed outside for long, you'd be soaked like a drowned rat.
At this moment, the cemetery... due to the misty rain effect, it looked particularly like a special-effects ghost movie set.
Lian Xinying looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, with not a dry spot on her body.
She knelt in front of a grave, on the tombstone was the name of Old Master Lian.
She came to the cemetery to talk to her grandfather.
The things she promised grandpa earlier could not be fulfilled.
She tried her best... gave it her all, but still couldn't do it.
She didn't want to wrong herself; even living proudly alone was better than reluctantly spending days with someone whose values didn't align with hers.
