No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Chapter 396 The Secret of the Cemetery

The gravekeeper was an elderly local man who looked to be about the same age as Mr. Shen, with both his hair and beard completely grey.

Logically speaking, people of his age should have retired long ago. How come there is only an old man like him guarding such a large cemetery?

Young Master Zhou spoke fluent English as he talked to the old man guarding the tomb. When he learned that they came for Miss Qiao's great-grandmother, the originally enthusiastic man suddenly became secretive.

"I don't know anything. You'd better leave quickly." The old man said this while starting to drive people away with his hands.

The obviously abnormal reaction finally attracted the attention of Miss Qiao Er.

"Old man, we just want to know some things about my great-grandmother's life. We don't mean anything else." Miss Qiao explained.

She was too eager to know the truth and to eradicate this damn disease.

Far away in a foreign country, she missed Mr. Shao and her children a little.

"I've already told you, there are so many dead bodies here, how can I possibly recognize them all? You'd better leave quickly and don't delay my work." The old man didn't buy it at all.

Not only that, he also picked up a broom beside him, scratched the rough road surface, stirred up clouds of dust, and forcibly drove Mr. Zhou and Miss Qiao out.

The two returned empty-handed. A bright light flashed in Mr. Zhou's eyes. He knew that there must be a problem. However, Miss Qiao looked sullen and tired.

"Let's go back to the hotel and rest first." Master Zhou couldn't help but speak.

Miss Qiao was listless, with her head drooped: "Hmm."

She was indeed tired, but when she returned to the hotel and lay on the bed, she couldn't fall asleep. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Mr. Shao.

It has been a long time since Mr. Shao contacted her, not even a phone call or message. Perhaps he was tired of her and didn't bother to care about her anymore.

Originally, he was not the kind of person who would be entangled in emotions. Just like the first time I saw him, he was so cold and aloof, and he was a thousand miles away.

Taking out her cell phone, Miss Qiao wanted to make a call, but when she saw the familiar number, she hesitated again, and her fingers froze in mid-air before shrugging back tremblingly.

She didn't dare to press it, fearing the 'cruel' future.

While Miss Qiao was tossing and turning, Master Zhou returned to the cemetery alone.

He knew that the key to the problem lay with the old gravekeeper and the strange tomb.

This time he parked the car a little further away and walked over quietly without disturbing the old gravekeeper.

To his surprise, the gravekeeper was not in the wooden house next to the cemetery gate. Looking in the direction of the cemetery, he saw a bean-sized figure standing in front of a tombstone.

Judging from the direction, it should be the direction of Miss Qiao’s great-grandmother’s grave.

Master Zhou has always been cunning. He stepped as lightly as possible and sneaked past from the other side. He stopped behind a big tree about ten meters away, and heard the old gravekeeper muttering to himself.

"They actually dared to come back to find you."

"I would rather die than be with that man."

"His photo shouldn't even appear on the tombstone. After all, I threw his remains out to feed the dogs a long time ago."

"You must be regretting now that you didn't stay with me back then, but it doesn't matter, we are together now, and we will be together forever..."