The developer had specially visited a Feng Shui master and found this area to be a treasure of Feng Shui.
Therefore, the cemetery was also built with mountains and water, just like a paradise.
But now, neither Gu Nian nor Mu Lanshu was in the mood to appreciate this famous cemetery.
Chi Yiheng stopped the car, the two got out of the car, and followed Chi Yiheng into the cemetery.
The higher up the cemetery, the larger and more luxurious an individual's cemetery was.
Even the top floors have their own houses with gardens built inside them, like miniature deep houses, which are very luxurious.
Chu Zhaoyang's cemetery was among them.
Such a cemetery was worth a lot of money, no cheaper than a mansion in City B, plus the annual maintenance fee.
Mu Lanshu felt that it would be too much of an investment for anyone to do more than just deceive and prank people on this matter.
When Gu Nian saw Chu Zhaoyang's photo and name on the tombstone, her whole body became cold.
Like an ice sculpture in the rain, standing there motionless and numb.
His tomb was carefully decorated, and fresh flowers were placed in front of the tomb, as if they had just been placed today.
There was green grass all around, and there were also small flowers mixed in the green grass.
The rain hits the petals, which seemed to be a little unbearable.
Gu Nian felt that she couldn't breathe. She opened her mouth and moved, but she couldn't pronounce a single syllable.
She put her hand on her chest and breathed hard.
Her breathing was thick and short, and she was trembling, like a dying person.
The surroundings were extremely quiet. Apart from the sound of rain hitting the ground, the only sound was Gu Nian's short breathing.
Tears blurred her vision, and she could no longer tell whether what was hanging on her face was tears or rain.
Her blurred eyes stared at the photo of Chu Zhaoyang on the tombstone.
In the half-length photo, he was still wearing a straight suit, and his handsome face was so stern.
Gu Nian wanted to tell him: "Chu Zhaoyang, please smile and don't always look so stern."
If Chu Zhaoyang were in front of her at this time, she would definitely tell him this.
How she wished he could stand in front of him, standing in front of her alive and full of power.
But now, there was only this cold tombstone left.
He was just like that, buried underground for a long time.
"Plop!"
Gu Nian suddenly lost her support and fell to her knees on the ground.
"Chu Zhaoyang! Chu Zhaoyang, come out, come out!" Gu Nian cried and said to the tombstone, "Come out quickly, I miss you, I miss you so much. Chu Zhaoyang, don't leave... …"
"You always say that you won't let me leave you. You always say that no matter what happens, I will be by your side. But what about you? Where are you now? Chu Zhaoyang, come back, come back!" Gu Nian cried out sadly.
So aggrieved, so unwilling.
He was really gone.
If Chu Zhaoyang was still here, how could he be so sad for her?
Where could he see her crying!
He must have appeared early, held her in his arms, coaxed her softly, and kissed her.
It won't take long to make her laugh.
She knelt on the hard and cold white marble ground. The rain washed the ground clean and white, but it was also extremely cold.
Gu Nian didn't seem to feel it at all. Her body was already extremely cold. What did the coldness of the ground mean?
She couldn't feel any pain. The pain in her skin was nothing compared to the pain that felt like someone had cut out her heart.
Gu Nian supported the white marble floor with one hand and pressed hard on her chest with the other.
That pain seemed to tear her apart.
Her head was filled with blood from crying.
Even when she saw Chu Zhaoyang's tomb, she couldn't accept that that man died like this.
Gu Nian cried and crawled to Chu Zhaoyang's tomb on both hands and feet.
Looking at the photo on the tombstone with blurred eyes.
She trembled, slowly raised her hand, and touched the photo lightly with her fingertips.
It seemed like there was fire and electricity on it, so she didn't dare to touch it.
Finally, the fingertips fell on his face.
In the photo, he has a cold expression and his eyes are as sharp as razor blades.
She seemed to be able to see the slightest tenderness in his sharp eyes.
It was as if he was looking at her through the photo, just like he had always looked at her.
With her forehead pressed against his photo, she just wanted to be here with him all the time.
"Zhaoyang, Zhaoyang..." Gu Nian murmured.
She really wanted... really wanted Chu Zhaoyang to hug her.
She missed the warmth of his arms so much and the scent of mint on his body.
It would be nice if there were no worries about outsiders being around in the manor in Jin City.
She regretted so much that she didn't hug him, kiss him, or even say a few more words to him that day.
Everything was too late.
She couldn't even remember what he looked like or what his expression was in that last look.
The glance was so quick that she didn't even have time to take a good look at him.
Mu Lanshu covered her lips, sobbing and crying.
Tears mixed with rain.
She still remembered what Chu Zhaoyang said to her that morning in Yucheng.
Such a good young man who only cared about Gu Nian.
Even after knowing the hurtful truth, he still did not change his mind and even hid it from Gu Nian, fearing that Gu Nian would be in pain if he knew it.
He really understood Gu Nian.
No one could be more caring than him.
Any other person would not be able to do what Chu Zhaoyang was.
But such a good person died like this.
It was the Gu family who owed him.
Gu Licheng hurt him, but now he died again to save Gu Nian.