At Jiuxi Cemetery, Lu Zhe led Xia Jie and Qiao Qiao unhurriedly toward Lu Xiaolei's grave.
In Qiao Qiao's eyes, the gravestones in the cemetery all looked identical.
But in Xia Jie's eyes, the bluish-black gravestone not only stood in stark contrast to the brown stones around it, but also occupied a large open space filled with all kinds of flowers.
He had not paid much attention to it as a child, but now he realized that such a conspicuous gravestone could not possibly have gone unnoticed.
The answer to that question was, of course—a Curtain.
The Curtain blocked everyone's prying eyes, allowing only those who met the requirements to see and enter the true cemetery.
Before coming here, Lu Zhe had quietly explained this to him.
Qiao Qiao followed Lu Zhe forward with a puzzled look, her gaze sweeping over the names on the gravestones as she asked, "Which one is Jiang Changqing's lover's grave?"
Lu Zhe did not answer until they arrived directly in front of a gravestone.
This gravestone was utterly unremarkable, no different from the others. The name "Jiang Lu" was engraved upon it.
"Both of you, give me your hands," Lu Zhe said.
"What for?" Qiao Qiao asked in confusion as she held out her hand anyway.
Seeing this, Xia Jie also offered his hand.
Lu Zhe took their hands and pressed them together against the gravestone.
Their bodies seemed to pass through some sort of membrane, leaving them with a faint sense of discomfort.
However, the sensation did not last long.
Qiao Qiao stared in surprise at the bluish-black gravestone before her and the flowers surrounding it. "This..."
Lu Zhe walked to Lu Xiaolei's grave and silently laid down a bouquet of flowers before speaking. "A Curtain has been erected around this gravestone. Only