Fang Qingyang was an orphan, so when he died, there was not even anyone to collect his remains.
It was Xia Luo who brought back his ashes and found a place to bury him.
Zhan Yunxiao's injuries healed very quickly, and he was discharged from the hospital soon enough.
On the day he was discharged, it happened to be the day Fang Qingyang was laid to rest.
Fang Qingyang had few friends when he was alive, so Xia Luo held Xue in her arms and accompanied him, standing at his grave for a long time. As the sunset fell and the sky grew dark, even Xue became impatient, and only then did she turn and walk back slowly, holding Xue.
But as she turned, she saw Zhan Yunxiao behind her, dressed in a black suit.
"Why are you here?" Xia Luo asked, walking up to Zhan Yunxiao with a stern face.
Zhan Yunxiao: "I came to see him off and to have a final confrontation with you."
