Five Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Ji's Mind

Ji stood silently at the entrance of the cemetery, holding a bunch of forget-me-nots in her hands, hesitating to enter.

In this cemetery, there is her younger brother.

Around Ji, there were already many passers-by coming and going to pay homage to the deceased. Ji stood by himself from daytime to evening, motionless.

Many passersby were very curious about what Ji was doing here. From the time they started to pay their respects to the end of the memorial service, Ji was still there and didn't move a bit.

However, the passers-by who came to pay homage were all with heavy hearts. Although they were curious about Ji's behavior, they were only curious. They didn't pay too much attention to Ji and walked in a hurry.

As the sun gradually went down, few people came to pay homage, and Ji was still standing at the entrance of the cemetery.

Looking at the bouquet in her hand, Ji still couldn't overcome the difficulties in her heart, and her body was still shaking.

As long as she took a step forward now, she would involuntarily think of the tragic appearance of Sakuragi Osama when she died—he was covered in scars all over his body, his limbs were broken, and his eyes were gouged out.

"Brother..." Ji held the bouquet tightly in her hand, and the appearance of Sakuragi Omori's death kept appearing in her mind.

"It still won't work." Ji sighed lightly, slowly squatted down and placed the bouquet at the entrance of the cemetery, turned and left, feeling extremely lonely.

Although Ji has gathered the courage to come to Hokkaido, she still can't step into this cemetery.

And at this moment... Zhang Ziling was standing in the corner of the cemetery, quietly watching the back of Ji's departure.

"Still failed to pass the test in my heart?" Zhang Ziling whispered, then walked to a tombstone in the cemetery, looked at the dusty tombstone, and waved his right hand lightly.

The smoke and dust were blown away, and the text on the tombstone gradually became clear.

The late brother Sakuragi.

"Your sister is a good seedling..." Zhang Ziling looked at the tombstone and whispered to himself, "I will help her pay tribute to you today."

"When she breaks through the psychological difficulties, her strength may be able to forcefully control one of my artifacts. Bless your sister." The forget-me-not placed by Ji at the entrance of the cemetery appeared in Zhang Ziling's hands.

"Your sister's talent is comparable to those of the saints in Xuanxiao Continent... It's really not easy to give birth to such a genius on Earth."

"Nurture it a little bit,

It's a matter of time to become a saint, but unfortunately she misses you too much..."

Slowly placing the bouquet in front of the tombstone, Zhang Ziling stood up looking at the tombstone and whispered to himself, "Sakuragi Sanye? This is your real name..."

In the lower right corner of the tombstone, there are four characters of Sakuragi Sanye, which should have been engraved by Ji himself.

"Although he is a good seedling, the level of inner demon is really sad. Thinking of the Holy Son of the Holy Land who was the first to chase me back then, he seems to be the guy with the most hope of being promoted to a saint in the Holy Land, right? But he still died because of inner demon. It's gone." Zhang Ziling shook his head and smiled, recalling the past, "Life and death are on the line..."

Zhang Ziling smiled, and the figure slowly disappeared, leaving only the forget-me-not petals dancing gently in the wind.

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"Boss, have a bottle of soju." Ji walked into a snack bar, sat directly on the stool, and said to the boss.

"Please wait."

Ji looked at the gradually darkening sky, sighed lightly, took out the jade Zhang Ziling gave her, and watched quietly.

"I thought I would be able to step in this time, but unfortunately I didn't succeed." Ji smiled bitterly, "Master, he must be disappointed, right?"

"Speaking of which... When did I really take him as my master?"

Ji was lost in thought.

"Guest, your soju." The boss put the bottle in front of Ji.

"Thank you." Seeing that the boss had already prepared a cup for her, Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then thanked.

"It should be." The boss smiled, "Does the guest have something on his mind?"

"Uncle can tell?" Ji asked, looking at the slightly fat middle-aged boss in front of him.

"Well..." The boss sat opposite Ji and put a white towel on his shoulders, "When that girl in my family has something on her mind, her expression is exactly the same as yours."

"Really?" Hearing the boss's words, Ji couldn't help cupping her face with her hands, and the light yellow light illuminated the store very warmly.

"Uncle, looking at your happy face, your daughter must be very cute, right?" Ji looked at the gentle smile on the boss's face and couldn't help but ask.

Before this, Ji had been wandering in the depths of darkness, always accompanied by cold daggers and fiery blood, and the gentle smile of an ordinary person like the owner of a small shop was rare for her.

"My girl has been dead for two years."

"Yes, I'm sorry." Ji was stunned when she heard the boss's words, and then quickly apologized.

"It's okay, it's all over." The boss took out an old photo of a girl who looked like twelve or thirteen years old, "Every time I see this photo, I feel like my daughter is still by my side. ."

"Cute?" The boss laughed, his eyes full of doting.

"But... don't you miss her?" Ji looked at the boss suspiciously, "She is no longer by your side..."

"But in my heart, she's still alive!" The boss smiled at Ji, "As long as I know that she's still alive in my heart, that's enough."

"In my opinion, a person really dies...it is only after the last person who remembers him dies that he truly leaves this world."

"As long as I'm alive, she won't die."

Hearing the boss's words, Ji felt as if something was touched somewhere in Ji's heart, but she couldn't say what it was.

Ji can read from the boss's eyes that his daughter really lives in his heart!

"Look at me, when I think of my daughter, I talk so much, it's really disturbing!" Soon, the boss recovered and kept smiling to Ji.

"No, it's fine."

"I have to greet other guests, please take your time." The boss stood up, wrapped a white towel around his head, and smiled at Ji again: "Guest, look forward!"

"Look forward... Look?" Ji murmured while looking at the clear soju in the glass.

Ji turned his gaze to the boss who was very busy but still had a smile on his face, and the throbbing in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Soon, Ji stood up abruptly.

"Boss, don't look for it!" Ji put the money on the table and rushed out.

"This girl..." The boss walked to the table, looked at the money on the table, shook his head and smiled.

"Sir, I have done everything you told me to do." The boss collected the money Ji put on the table, then turned around and walked to the corner of the store, and said respectfully to a young man, "That guest, it seems that I figured it out a lot.”

"Well." Zhang Ziling took off his sunglasses, took out a stack of banknotes and put them on the table.

"This is the final payment. You did a good job." Zhang Ziling stood up and said in a flat tone, "The money for your daughter's surgery should be enough."

"Thank you! Thank you! You are such a good man, sir!"

Looking at the thick stack of money on the table, the boss was a little excited. He never imagined that he could get so much money just by talking about it today!

What a kind man!

"Although her expression was still a little stiff when she spoke, but luckily the girl didn't seem to notice."

"No matter what... Anyway, the goal is achieved." Zhang Ziling smiled and left the shop with the boss respectfully escorted.

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