Mo Yan sat in the car, constantly checking the time on his wristwatch, urging the driver to speed up. The driver was hapless but noticing the distinguished demeanor of this gentleman, he could only accelerate, not daring to offend!
Twenty minutes later, they finally left the city and reached the suburbs. From a distance, he could see the silhouette of Yunshan Cemetery. His usual driving route would take at least twenty more minutes to reach the mountain!
Yet based on the speed of this taxi driver, it would require more than half an hour!
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. In his hand was dessert he had bought from a dessert shop. He didn't even know what this dessert was called, but at first glance, he knew it was Xiaoyue's favorite!
Everything, every single detail about Xiaoyue, kept replaying in his mind, over and over again, in endless cycles!
