"Hey, Young Brother Su, that's a great idea."
Brother Jin listened to the bells ringing beside him, his eyes lighting up slightly.
"Those two children will be happy too, right?"
"Xiao—"
He turned to ask the young man beside him what he thought, only to see him walking toward the gravestone.
After a moment of confusion, he followed.
Now that the bells were fixed, Young Brother Su must be about done with what he wanted to say, right?
Noticing movement beside him, Su Xun was just about to turn around when he saw a bouquet being placed in front of the gravestone.
Its bright colors brought life to the bleak cemetery.
A faint floral fragrance drifted through the air.
It smelled lovely.
"Well, Master Xiao, where did you get the flowers?"
Before Su Xun could ask, someone beat him to it.
Brother Jin looked astonished.
He remembered clearly that Master Xiao hadn't been carrying any flowers when they'd walked over.
"I picked them just now."
Master Xiao's casual answer made Brother Jin feel awkward about asking more.
He'd said he picked them just now, so what else could he ask?
Still, he was baffled. Just now...?
He'd been with Master Xiao this whole time. How had he not noticed Master Xiao going anywhere?
Maybe it was when his attention had been on Young Brother Su?
Brother Jin thought he'd figured it out.
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
Back then, he hadn't been able to argue with Master Xiao, but he hadn't agreed with him either. Then he'd noticed Young Brother Su taking out the bells, which had conveniently distracted him.
So he hadn't noticed Master Xiao moving beside him?
Having worked it out, Brother Jin put the question aside.
He looked at