The Father and Son's First Vacation

The skies had just started to light up when Mu Sihan fetched Xiaojie away from the training camp site.

The father and son arrived at the cemetery early in the morning.

It was raining lightly, as Mu Sihan got the driver to stop at the bottom of the hill. Both Xiaojie and him were holding a bouquet each, walking up the steps one by one.

Seeing that the weather was not good, Mu Sihan wanted to carry Xiaojie on his shoulders, but the boy rejected him.

In the past six months, the boy had grown up a lot more.

There smell of moist dirt lingered in the air, as Mu Sihan and Xiaojie walked one after another dressed in black.

When they arrived at Nan Zhi's tombstone, Xiaojie could no longer act strong and hold in the tears in his eyes when he saw the black and white photo on it. His tears immediately fell like it was raining.