I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Ling Xiao's actions didn't seem to change much, and everything seemed to be slowly returning to normal, yet it also seemed to have started to change from the smallest details.

Wu Xie declined A Ning's invitation, stating that the most urgent matter was to find Ling Xiao first. His third uncle hadn't been lost either, and besides, he himself bore responsibility for this matter, so naturally, he had to find him first.

Ah Ning didn't expect this outcome. She inquired about the high price from Hei Xiazi, who was very interested. However, Jieyuhua asked for an even higher price, so he now had to serve the God of Wealth well.

So Aning could only say that there was no rush and that they could find someone first before deciding whether to set off.

Unfortunately, after a year of searching, they still had no news.

Xie Yuhua had no choice but to accept this reality. Although no one said anything, they had indeed accompanied him in his madness for a year. Wu Erbai came to find him, and Wu Sansheng brought Chen Yunjin to persuade him. They all said they wanted to build a cenotaph for the child so that he could be laid to rest in peace.

But Jieyuhua couldn't do it, so he set a one-year time limit. If he still couldn't find anything after a year, he would give up and build a cenotaph for Lingxiao.

Now, he should wake up...

The burial site chosen for Ling Xiao is in the suburbs. Ling Xiao always loved going to his laboratory, so he would probably like this place.

Everything has returned to square one. It's the same November, except this winter there's no snow.

Jieyuhua chose a photo that Chengyu had taken by the lake and pasted it on the tombstone. In the photo, Lingxiao was making a peace sign with bright eyes. She also put a lot of fried hawthorns on it.

Hei Xiazi suggested that it would be better to use the photo of the young master looking at the fruit but not being able to eat it. That way, it would be as if the young master could actually see the roasted hawthorn berries, and he would definitely find it very interesting.

Ultimately, Jieyuhua did not take his advice.

As the group was heading back, a light rain suddenly began to fall, and two young men in black trench coats brushed past them.

The young man stopped in his tracks, and Jieyuhua, who was holding the box, also looked at the two people. Now everyone was looking at the two of them.

The taller man seemed to have been prepared; seeing that it was raining, he quickly opened his umbrella to shield the shorter man from the rain, as if afraid that the latter would get wet.

The shorter man had a limp and was also holding a box. He kept his head down until the umbrella blocked his view, at which point he looked up and made a gesture to the other man. The taller man smiled and shook his head, reaching out to pat his head. The other man instinctively dodged and then stood up stiffly, as if trying to control his fear and let the other man pat his head.

"Hiss~ Fatty has a bad feeling. Why does this person look a bit like Ling Zi?" Fatty couldn't help but speak up. He was afraid of missing the opportunity, and also afraid of another misunderstanding.

After all, the scenario of mistaking someone for someone else has happened many times before.

Jieyuhua choked up a little, and cautiously stepped forward. Seeing that the two were about to leave, she anxiously spoke up to stop them.

The tall man turned around, but the short man continued walking forward. It was the tall man who pulled him back. He glanced at the man first before turning his gaze to Xie Yuhua.

A pair of eyes, one blue and one brown, collided with Jieyuhua's eyes, causing him pain so intense he couldn't breathe.

The man had thick bangs on his forehead, and his blue eyes were obviously prosthetic. Although he was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, the scars that were spreading to his chin were still visible. Even so, Xie Yuhua recognized him at a glance as his child.

The child he longed for.