She was quite uncomfortable with what happened after death.

Sima Lie looked at her and wanted to say that in a hundred years, he would ask her to bury her here with him, but saying this would definitely scare her.

"There are camellias there, so you can pick some of them." Sima Lie suddenly said to her.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xiaorou asked in confusion.

"Worship."

"..." Although he didn't know who he was going to worship, Jiang Xiaorou still went to pick flowers.

After several days of getting along, she found that Sima Lie was not the kind of silver monk she imagined.

The scalper was right. As long as he followed him, he was actually easy to talk to.

He has been very disciplined these days and has not done anything to her that makes her uncomfortable. He even helped her copy Buddhist scriptures.

When I have time, I will take her everywhere to appreciate it...

She felt that he was a very good person just looking at these things.

So she was willing to do what he told him. As long as he didn't do anything randomly, she was willing to give him respect.

There are a lot of camellia planted on this mountain...

There are red, white, big and very beautiful.

Jiang Xiaorou discovered that Beishan Temple particularly likes to plant camellias, and the temple is full of them.

Usually she wants to pick one because her hands are itchy, but now she has the opportunity to pick it, so she is naturally very happy.

Because she wanted to be used for worship, Jiang Xiaorou picked a bouquet of white camellias and came over. She handed it to Sima Lie, but the latter did not reach out to pick it up.

"Put there," he motioned for her.

Jiang Xiaorou followed his gaze and saw a tombstone in front of her, and it was a stele without words...

She was stunned for a moment and found that it was actually a stele without words. The other tombstones were engraved with handwriting, but the only one was not.

Moreover, its location is very unique. Under a tall pine tree, a white camellia planted next to the tombstone.

Jiang Xiaorou's intuition told her that the people buried there must be not simple.

“Put there?”

"Um."

Jiang Xiaorou walked over without saying anything and put down the camellia in her hand.

"Today is her death day." Sima Lie stood behind her and suddenly said.

Jiang Xiaorou turned her head and asked in confusion, "Who is he?"

“A person who is very important to me.”

"Why is there nothing engraved on the tombstone?"

Sima Lie replied in a low voice, "Because there is no need, she only needs to live in my heart."

Jiang Xiaorou was stunned...

The woman's intuition told her that the woman who was buried here might be a woman. Sima Lie used to have a girlfriend he loved very much. Could it be that his girlfriend had passed away?

If so, then he knew very well that she was dead. Then he didn't harass her if he had any brain problems. He just wanted to find a place to support his feelings...

What did he think she was?!

Is a woman's substitute, a tool that is just used to comfort him from emptiness, loneliness and coldness?!

Compared to his brain problems, Jiang Xiaorou could not accept his attitude in a state of sane.

Because he was knowingly committing it, he was malicious!

Jiang Xiaorou suddenly became angry inexplicably, and her eyes and voice became cold!

"I'll go back first, I have something to do." After that, she turned around and left. Although Sima Lie didn't know what was wrong with her, he felt the change in her emotions.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked by grabbing her hand.
Chapter completed!