Xiao Qing suddenly gave me a strange smile.
That smile made me uneasy. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Xiao Qing said, "There's another grave. Do you want to take a look?"
Another grave? And from the sound of it, it seemed to have something to do with me.
As if he had thought of something, Ying Gou said, "He doesn't want to see it."
I glanced at Ying Gou, not knowing why he would say that.
But I still wanted to see it. I said to Xiao Qing, "There's no harm in taking a look!"
"Xiaobai, you can't look!" Ying Gou grabbed me, and I frowned. "Do you know something?"
He shook his head. "I don't know, but I can guess. If you see it, your mind will definitely be thrown into turmoil."
I smiled. "I'm not that fragile."
Ying Gou sighed. Knowing he couldn't stop me, he could only say, "Fine, then. No matter what you see, don't let it get into your head!"
I nodded in agreement.
Xiao Qing tilted her head slightly. "Then follow me!"
She led us to another area and stopped before an old grave. I called it old because it looked as though it had been there for at least several decades. Even the red paint on the inscription had completely peeled away.
Yet I could still make out the words on the tombstone.
Grave of Beloved Friend Jiang Xiaobai. Erected respectfully by Xiao Jingfeng.
My eyes widened instantly.
This grave was mine!
And the tombstone had been erected by Xiao Jingfeng. In other words, Xiao Jingfeng had buried me here.
Then I remembered that Xiao Jingfeng's tombstone had my name carved on it, which meant I had buried him here.
What the hell was going on? My brain was no