Chapter 90
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But on the stele of the ceremonial mound, the inscription was empty, nothing was written.
Chu Yanshen stared at the tombstone, suddenly took out three sticks of incense, lit them, and placed them before the tombstone.
His eyes were deep with darkness.
People in their line of work had no names, nor could they afford to have them.
So, in fact, up until her death, he never knew her name, only her code name...
Apart from him, would there be anyone else in the world to remember her, to pay homage to her?
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Nighttime.
Shen Bijun lay in bed with her hands clasped behind her head, legs crossed at the ankles, her peach blossom eyes fixated on the ceiling.
Hmm, it would be her "memorial day" in another two days, wouldn't it?
She wondered if there was anyone in the world who still remembered her?
Turning over, she recalled how off Chu Yanshen's mood had been today, the way he seemed as if someone had drawn out his soul, walking like a zombie, and it made her lower her gaze.