After asking Xu Jiaming, Li Jincheng immediately drove to the funeral home where Liao Changyuan's body is now parked.

Although he has heard other people say that and read the news, he still does not believe that Liao Changyuan will die in such a way.

In front of the funeral home, there are a lot of people. Reporters have long guns and short guns. Next to them, they hold young girls weeping together.

Opposite the crowd stood dozens of bodyguards in black suits, forming a silent confrontation on both sides.

Li Jincheng went to the one in the middle and said, "I'm Liao Changyuan's friend. I want to go in and see him."

"That's what everyone says today."

The bodyguard wearing sunglasses, tone gentle, Li Jincheng unconsciously clenched his hands, said: "tell your boss, say I'm Li Jincheng."

Li Jincheng's face is very pale. He seems to be suppressing his emotions. He thinks that he may really be a good friend of Mr. Liao. The bodyguard puts on his sunglasses again and waves to another person.

Before long, the man went and repeated, respectfully said: "Mr. Li, our boss invited you in."

This is Li Jincheng, but Li Jincheng knows that this is the last thing Guan Zibiao can do for Liao Changyuan.

When Li Jincheng and he Zhenxuan arrive at the public cemetery, Liao Changyuan has been buried. In the distance, Li Jincheng sees Guan Zibiao.

Motionless, just staring at the picture of Liao Changyuan on the tombstone.

Li Jincheng and he Zhenxuan walked slowly, thinking that Guan Zibiao's eyes were calm at this time.

Then he thought of himself and he Zhenxuan. Until this moment, he found that he Zhenxuan had more courage than him.

He can't bear the pain of losing he Zhenxuan, but he will choose to live with the pain.

Just like the mark at this time.

Probably hearing their footsteps, Guan Zibiao looked back at Li Jincheng and said, "when I was chatting, he told me that he wanted to be buried in a public cemetery. It's more lively..."

After that, he pointed to a nearby grave, and the corner of his mouth rose a little bit. He said, "that's what I left for myself. I will be buried with him in the future."

After that, he turned around and said in a low voice, "you talk to him. I'll go first."

The appearance can't see any abnormality, but just because of him, it will make others more uncomfortable and sad.

"Jincheng, you talk to him, I'll wait for you."

Li Jincheng nodded, only when he looked up at the picture on Liao Changyuan's tombstone, he felt a violent dizziness.

"Jincheng!"

Li Jincheng's eyes were blank and he fell back.

The moment before he fell into a coma, he remembered that when he was young, he once went to a temple fair with his classmates. Later, by accident, he saw a pure white mask.

He could not describe his feelings at that time, but felt that his soul seemed to be half removed by the two dark holes in his eyes.

and he felt as like as two peas.