This is a sad story. Jiashu died and Qingxi was buried.
They were all buried in a place with the sea, flowers and trees, which was their wish during their lifetime.
In the next life, she will still love him.
"Tiantian, afternoon tea, come over and have cake."
"Mommy, I don't like cake."
"Don't let me have cake for afternoon tea, he doesn't like it."
Well, Qingxi turned around and glared at classmate Yanyang, who had an ugly face but a nice face.
"Father and son are both modeled after the same model!"
"Mommy, Tiantian loves to eat, eat Tiantian."
"Tiantian is the best, okay."