Her warmth gradually eased the stiffness in his body. He chuckled softly, "Hmm, we are not them, and I will never let us become like them, definitely!"
Mabel Quinn lit candles in front of the tombstone, offered incense, laid out the meals she had prepared by hand, and even poured wine.
When she was about to leave, she respectfully bowed three times to the tombstone, silently reciting in her heart, "Dear future father-in-law and mother-in-law, although we have never met, I will become your daughter-in-law and spend a lifetime with Kyle. Please rest assured, Kyle will not be lonely in this life."
After saying everything she wanted to in her heart, Mabel Quinn looked up, glanced again at the two photos on the tombstone, and then turned to hold Kyle Kinston's hand to leave.
"Kyle, from now on, bring me along whenever you come to visit them each year. I'd like to talk to them more," she said.
"You don't find it boring?" His footsteps paused, and he asked.
