Continuation（23）

"No," Xu Jiamu replied calmly. He paused for about five seconds before adding, "Do you remember what you said on the first night we met?

"You said that I looked like someone with a story." He gave a self-deprecating laugh. "If you consider someone that hurt a woman for eight years a person with a story, I could be considered one."

He stood up and grabbed the phone and car keys on the table. "Haven't you always wanted to hear my story? Let's go, I'll let you take a look at it."

-

Xu Jiamu brought Yang Sisi to the cemetery and pointed to the tombstone without any photo. "This is my story."

Yang Sisi was clearly startled but she didn't speak, she knew that he was going to continue.

"This is my child, the child that left this world before I could find out the gender," he said after a long pause. He stared at the tomb with tenderness, but his entire body seemed to be emitting sorrow and pain.