The Way I Loved You | LK ADAPTATION

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When they arrived at Jinglin Cemetery, the sky was much darker, and the clouds were overcast, as if indicating a sign of rain. Kim Jiyong bought white chrysanthemums and black umbrellas at the flower-selling place under the mountain and led Lisa up the mountain.

With every step up, and after taking every step closer to the cemetery, it became more and more difficult for her to breathe.

The thorn in her heart started pricking her again.

This time it wasn't one, it was a lot, it pierced her heart densely, and the pain made her tremble.

She was so uncomfortable that she was about to cry.

But no, she can't let Uncle discover her abnormality. He thought that she was cured and she couldn't let him fall into the worries day and night again.

She clenched her teeth, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the biting pain in her body.

Her parents' cemetery was halfway up the mountain, and many fresh flowers had been placed around the tombstone.

Her Dad’s colleague came to worship this morning.

She put down the white chrysanthemum in her arms and knelt before the tombstone, not even daring to look at the photos on the tombstone. Her forehead was placed against the cold stone stele, her delicate body trembling slightly, and she cried softly.

She looked lonely and pitiful.

Jungkook stood far away, wishing to rush over and pull her in his arms to coax.

Jiyong's eyes were also red, and he sat down and talked a lot with his sister and brother-in-law.

He said that Lisa is happily staying in the new school, making many new friends, and improving her grades all the time. She recovered from her injury, and she could not only hear, but also speak, and she would definitely get better and better in the future, so they should not worry.

After talking for a long time, there was a light rain on the mountain.

Jiyong pulled the little girl up from the ground, opened the black umbrella to protect her in her arms, and muttered with relief, "Go, Mom and Dad don't want to see you getting sick from the rain, don't cry so much."

She was very obedient and after snorting from her nose, she really stopped crying.

The two went down the mountain holding an umbrella.

When descending the steps, the teenager in a black sweater and hat held a bunch of daisies in his arms, walked up the mountain, and passed them by.

Jiyong found him familiar, but then felt it was an illusion. He rarely came to Yancheng, how could he know anyone.

The eyes of Lisa and the boy met in the rain. He smiled softly and withdrew his gaze.

It wasn't until the two people disappeared in the rain curtain that he walked to the place where Lisa was kneeling and crying earlier and put the daisies in his arms in front of the tombstone.

The man in the photo wore a police uniform and was awe-inspiring. Lisa's facial features looked like her mother, very gentle.

Xukun was right. He had always hated the police and the high-sounding justice and morality they spoke of. What is there to be proud of for the righteousness and morality in exchange for sacrificing yourself and your family?

But when he looked at the man in the photo, who smiled slightly, but his eyes firm and deep, as if even if there was an abyss ahead, as long as the police uniform was on him, he would still move forward.