Jiang Fengming simply recorded the whole process of the funeral, so that when he returned to the private hospital of M country and saw Mo Mo, he could play the funeral video to him.

When the funeral was almost over, Shen Qingqing seemed to be aware of something and looked in the direction of jiangfengming.

Jiang Fengming is quick to hide behind the trunk of the pine and cypress tree. He has a very special position. According to the truth, he should not be found by Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing.

After all, it's the funeral of their son. It's just a time when they feel sad. How can they look around?

But I don't know why, why Shen Qingqing would look in his direction.

Leng Shaoheng saw that Shen Qingqing was looking at other places all the time, so he followed her eyes, but there was nothing.

Today's cemetery, he has arranged for people to clear in advance, no one else will come in.

"What's the matter? What are you looking at?" Leng Shaoheng looks down at Shen Qingqing. Seeing that Shen Qingqing is still staring away, he asks in doubt.

"Behind that tree There seems to be someone Shen Qingqing's eyes were fixed on a thick pine and cypress tree not far away, and her brows were slightly wrinkled.

When she turned her head just now, she seemed to see a dark shadow passing behind the pine and cypress tree.

"Which tree?" Leng Shaoheng continued to ask.

"That's the one." Shen Qingqing pointed, but there were so many pine and cypress trees that Leng Shaoheng even looked in the direction of her fingers.

After watching for a while, Leng Shaoheng patted Shen Qingqing on the shoulder. "I'm wrong. I should have let people clear the cemetery. I'm just worried about the media or people in a mess."

Hearing Leng Shaoheng's words, Shen Qingqing frowned again. Her eyes were still fixed on the trunk of the tree. Was she wrong?

But the shadow really flashed in her spare light.

"Well, I should be wrong." Shen Qingqing pursed her lips. Maybe her eyes were full of tears, so she was wrong!

After the funeral, the Leng family left, and the whole cemetery was quiet, dead and strange.

Seeing that Leng's car slowly drove away from the cemetery, he made sure that everyone had left. Jiang Fengming came out from behind the trunk of the pine and cypress tree.

Straight to the tombstone of lengyanmo, Jiang Fengming stops.

Looking at the tombstone, a small black-and-white photo, cold words, light smile.

"The tomb of Aizi's cold words."

Jiang Fengming read out the big characters on the tombstone. His tone was so indifferent that there was no temperature. Then a sinister smile came from the corner of his lips.

"In the future, Leng Yanmo will become my son, no longer your son of Leng Shaoheng."

Jiang Fengming took another picture of the tombstone and then left the cemetery.

On the way back to the hotel, Jiang Fengming made a reservation. After returning to the hotel, he went to the airport with his luggage.

Half an hour later, the flight to country m took off slowly, circled over city h and left.

Jiang Fengming looked at the smaller and smaller city below, his eyes narrowed slightly. Then he took back his eyes, pulled down the window partition, closed his eyes and began to rest.

Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing return to the hospital. Shen Qingqing is in a very sad mood.

But I think even if it's a burial mound, it's a place of peace.

It's been a long time. It's time to let go.

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