Longhai City, the largest funeral home.

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

"Brother Chen!"

Xiaodao, who had been waiting at the door, limped over.

"Well, all arranged?"

Xiao Chen nodded and patted Xiaodao on the shoulder.

"Yeah, let's go at 10 o'clock."

"good."

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

The original place where the remains were placed was empty, and there were urns and black and white photos on the table in front.

Three fragrances are burning, and Su Yunfei in the photo is smiling and staring ahead.

Next to it, there were wreaths, which Xiao Chen specially prepared for Xiao Dao. There were no elegiac couplets or names on it, but only a few special symbols.

No one pays condolences, and even the staff are not here, which seems a little deserted and solemn.

Xiao Chen came to the table, looked at the black and white photos, and didn't say anything for a while.

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

"You said, Lao Su would blame me?"

After a long time, Xiao Chen asked.

"I don't know, but if it were me, I wouldn't blame you, I'm willing."

Xiaodao's voice is not loud, but he is serious.

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

"May I ask, is there a farewell ceremony now?"

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

"Let's get started."

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

"Are you two?"

The staff were a little surprised.

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

Next to him, Xiaodao said.

"OK."

The staff was a little surprised. When they looked at the urn on the table, why was it weird everywhere?

The farewell ceremony began, and the staff followed the process. This may be the first time that the two of them had said goodbye in the years she presided over the farewell ceremony!

"A bow."

"Two bows."

"Three bows."

Xiao Chen and Xiaodao stood at the table, bent down and bowed, and a trace of cold breath spread.

The staff standing in front shivered, and then she looked around and saw how she suddenly became so cold?

"Okay, you don't need to be here anymore. Let's set off at 10 o'clock and come over again."

Xiao Chen said lightly.

"OK."

The staff members were eager to leave quickly. She was never afraid before, but now she didn't know what, but she felt a chill all over, as if she was in a cold storage.

"Old Su, Su Qing and Xiao Meng are both very good. You don't have to worry about them... Su Qing's trouble has not been solved yet, but don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt her... And Xiao Meng, the girl has changed so much more beautiful than the photos you showed me..."

Xiao Chen stood at the table, looked at the black and white photos, and said softly.

In front of us, scenes of the past are constantly flashing... The first time the two met, the first time they competed, the first time they drank... they killed the enemy side by side, lived and died together... There was joy, tears, and even scarlet blood...

Time passed by minute by minute, and sorrow and joy were played over and over again.

At ten o'clock, the staff appeared again. She was a little surprised to find that the two of them had been standing at the table since just now, maintaining a posture, and even a slight change in their position!

wack!

Everything today is weird!

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

The staff stepped forward and said with great trepidation, as if they were afraid of disturbing them.

"Um."

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze from the black and white photos and nodded: "Do you go directly to the cemetery?"

"Yes, there are already staff waiting there."

"good."

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

"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 two staff members and walked outside.

Su Yunfei, who should have covered the national flag and enjoyed infinite glory, was so unknown and was about to be buried in peace.

Every step of Xiao Chen was a little difficult, as if the urn in his arms was heavier than a thousand pounds!

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

"Xiaodao, you took the photo and took the car."

"What about you?"

"I think Lao Su is more willing to take his sister's car... This is equivalent to Su Qing sending him away!"

Xiaodao nodded: "Okay."

Xiao Chen took the urn and came to the parking lot, opened the car door and sat in, and then gently placed the urn in the passenger seat.

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

Xiao Chen started the car and drove towards the cemetery, while the vehicles from the funeral home followed behind.

Halfway through a supermarket, Xiao Chen stopped the car, urged the car behind and gestured to them to leave first and then walk in.

A few minutes later, he came out of it and had an extra shopping bag in his hand, which contained a lot of things.

"Old Su, let's have a few drinks later."

After Xiao Chen got into the car, he placed his shopping bag on the back seat and continued to drive towards the cemetery.

The location is getting more and more remote, and there are fewer and fewer cars on the road. It takes more than an hour to arrive at the cemetery.

This cemetery is not an ordinary cemetery, each cemetery is a long distance away...

If an ordinary cemetery is a commercial housing, one by one, one by one, then this is a manor. In addition to burying the bones, there is also a small piece of land of its own!

This is also why the cemetery here is sky-high!

Xiao Chen got out of the car, then took the urn, looked around, and smiled.

This is his first time here, but he is quite satisfied. He did not say that the promotional pictures are one thing, but actually another...

After all, most of the people who buried their bones here are famous figures in Longhai City, and the funeral homes dare not deceive them.

"Brother Chen, are you still satisfied?"

Xiaodao stepped forward and asked.

"Well, facing the sea, spring is blooming."

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

"Mr. Xiao, is it starting now?"

A staff member came over and asked.

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded, came to the tomb, gently lowered the urn, and then lit the fragrance and cigarettes.

The staff also prepared all kinds of sacrifices, and even piles of paper money.

The fragrance was gone, the smoke was gone, and the urn was placed in the tomb.
To be continued...