Who Had Come Here Before?

The grave was the same as before, but in front of the grave, there were already two bunches of flowers, yellow and white chrysanthemums, together with two seemingly burnt incense.

It seemed that someone had just come to pay tribute half an hour ago.

Ye Hao raised his eyebrows a little and looked at He Xiyan, asking her.

"Had your relatives just come here?"

He Xiyan shook her head in confusion.

"No," she answered almost in absolute certainty.

Her parents had passed away for so many years. None would come here to pay tribute except her, which was the same case over previous years. Besides, had her uncles come, they would not have bought bunches of chrysanthemums like this in the flower shop.