Longhai City, the largest funeral home.

The president of Maserati stopped slowly and Xiao Chen got out of the car.

"Brother Chen!"

Xiaodao, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, limped over.

"Well, everything has been arranged?"

Xiao Chen nodded and patted Xiao Dao on the shoulder.

"Well, let's leave at ten o'clock."

"good."

The two entered the funeral parlor and then came to the empty mourning hall.

The place where the remains were originally placed was empty, and on the table in front were an urn and black-and-white photos.

Three sticks of fragrance are burning, and Su Yunfei in the photo is smiling and looking ahead.

Next to them, there are wreaths, which Xiao Chen specially asked Xiao Dao to prepare. There are no elegiac couplets or names on them, but only a few special symbols.

There was no one to express condolences, not even the staff was there, and it seemed a bit deserted and solemn.

Xiao Chen came to the table, looked at the black and white photos, and said nothing for a while.

The knife stood behind him, his body straight, like a knife waiting to be unsheathed!

"Do you think Lao Su will blame me?"

After a long time, Xiao Chen asked.

"I don't know, but if it were me, I wouldn't blame you, I would do it willingly."

Xiaodao's voice was not loud, but serious.

The huge mourning hall became silent again until the mournful music started and the staff walked in.

"Excuse me, do you want to hold a farewell ceremony now?"

The staff stepped forward, came to Xiao Chen and Xiaodao, and asked softly.

"let's start."

Xiao Chen nodded, took out his cigarette, lit it, and stood on the table.

"Is it just the two of you?"

The staff was a little surprised.

"Well, just the two of us, let's go through the process."

Next to him, Xiao Dao said.

"OK."

The staff was a little strange. They looked at the urn on the table and saw that everything looked weird.

The farewell ceremony began, and the staff followed the procedures. This may be the first farewell ceremony for two people in all the years she has hosted the farewell ceremony!

"A bow."

"Two bows."

"Three bows."

Xiao Chen and Xiao Dao stood in front of the table, bowing, and a trace of cold breath spread.

The staff member standing in front shivered suddenly, and then she looked around, why was it so cold all of a sudden?

"Okay, I don't need you here anymore. We'll leave at ten o'clock and come back."

Xiao Chen said lightly.

"OK."

The staff member was eager to leave quickly. She had never been afraid before, but now for some reason, she felt cold all over, as if she was in a cold storage.

"Lao Su, Su Qing and Xiaomeng are both very good. You don't have to worry about them... Su Qing's trouble has not been solved yet, but you can rest assured that with me here, no one can hurt her... and Xiaomeng, female

The 18th National Revolution is much more beautiful than the photos you showed me..."

Xiao Chen stood in front of the table, looked at the black and white photos, and spoke softly.

In front of my eyes, scenes from the past were flashing continuously... The first time the two met, the first time they competed, the first time they drank... they fought side by side, lived and died together... there was joy, tears, and more.

Scarlet blood...

Time passed minute by minute, and the sorrow and music played over and over again.

At ten o'clock, the staff appeared again, and she was a little surprised to find that the two of them had been standing in front of the table from just now, maintaining the same posture, and not even changing their positions!

wack!

Everything today is weird!

"Sir, it's ten o'clock."

The staff came forward and said something cautiously, as if they were afraid of disturbing them.

"Um."

Xiao Chen looked away from the black and white photo and nodded: "Shall we go directly to the cemetery?"

"Yes, there are already staff waiting over there."

"good."

Immediately afterwards, two staff members in black suits walked in and wanted to get the urn and black-and-white photos, but Xiao Chen stopped them.

"I'll get the urn."

The two staff members looked at each other and did not touch the urn again.

Xiao Chen held the urn in both hands, while Xiao Dao held the black and white photo, followed by two staff members, and walked outside.

Su Yunfei, who should have been wearing the national flag and enjoying unlimited glory, has become so unknown that he has to be laid to rest.

Every step Xiao Chen took was a little laborious, as if the urn in his arms weighed more than a thousand pounds!

"Sir, there is a special car over there." The staff member guided.

"Xiao Dao, take the photo with you and take that car."

"how about you?"

"I think Lao Su would rather ride in his sister's car... This is equivalent to Su Qing giving him a ride!"

Xiao Dao nodded: "Okay."

Xiao Chen carried the urn to the parking lot, opened the car door and got in, then gently placed the urn on the passenger seat.

"Old Su, this is Su Qing's car..."

Xiao Chen started the car and drove towards the cemetery, while the funeral home's vehicle followed behind.

On the way, when passing by a supermarket, Xiao Chen stopped the car, gestured to the cars behind him, telling them to leave first, and then walked in.

A few minutes later, he came out with a shopping bag in his hand, which contained many things.

"Lao Su, we brothers will have a few drinks later."

After Xiao Chen got in the car, he put his shopping bags on the back seat and continued driving to the cemetery.

The location became more and more remote, and there were fewer and fewer cars on the road. It took more than an hour to reach the cemetery.

This cemetery is not an ordinary cemetery. Each cemetery is far apart...

If an ordinary cemetery is like a commercial house, with houses next to each other, then this is a manor. In addition to burying bones, there is also a small piece of land of your own!

This is also the reason why cemeteries here are so expensive!

Xiao Chen got out of the car, took off the urn, looked around, and showed a smile.

This was his first time here, but he was quite satisfied. He didn't say that the promotional pictures were one thing, but the reality was another...

After all, most of the people buried here are prominent figures in Longhai City, and the funeral home does not dare to deceive them.

"Brother Chen, are you satisfied?"

Xiaodao stepped forward and asked.

"Well, facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming."

Xiao Chen looked at the sea not far away and the unknown little flowers around him, and nodded.

"Mr. Xiao, do you want to start now?"

A staff member came over and asked.

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded, came to the tomb, gently put down the urn, and then lit some incense and cigarettes.
To be continued...