There was sadness in his tone, and his whole body seemed a bit frail. It felt as if, if a wave rushed over, he would be blown away by it.
Lu Fang quickly opened the door for him and said slowly, "Get in."
After Xu Jingli got inside the car, Lu Fang quickly walked to the other side, got in, and began driving away. While in the car, Lu Fang suddenly asked, "Where do you want to go, sir?"
Xu Jingli, looking straight ahead, simply said one word, "There."
…
The night was cold, and the winds were harsh. The city cemetery was a few miles from the Xu Old House. Lu Fang knew what Xu Jingli wanted, depending on the tone of his voice. Right now, Xu Jingli looked listless.
He was restless, as if something inside his brain could not stop functioning. He knew that he had been reminded of the past. That was what his family always did when they wanted to get something from him.