Sterling Bian squatted on the steps and saw Felix Qiu raising his hand to touch the tombstone. There should be a photo of Felix Qiu's mother at that position. He had an urge to go and take a look.
He wanted to see what a mother with two such beautiful and sensible sons would look like...
Of course, just thinking about it, he felt that it was not easy for Felix Qiu to let him follow him here.
"Mom," Felix Qiu looked at the photo, "it's Chinese New Year."
Felix Qiu's voice was very low, but because Sterling Bian was downwind, he could still vaguely hear the words.
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