Full career experience system Lin Yiji's face

At ten o'clock in the morning, after Lin Yi woke up, he immediately called Qiao Xin and asked about Li Chuhan's situation.

Judging from the examination results, Li Chuhan's body has basically recovered completely.

It’s just that it’s still a little empty. If you walk for a long time, you will still experience chest tightness and shortness of breath.

But this is all temporary. As long as you recuperate slowly and carry out rehabilitation training for a period of time, then there will be no problem.

After calling Qiao Xin, Lin Yi got up to wash up, and then called Ning Che.

"Are you up, let's go eat."

"Let's talk about it at noon, we are shopping outside."

"Hmm? Shopping?"

"Everything has been arranged, and the rest is to wait for the results, so I went shopping." Ning Che said:

"you're awake?"

"Ah."

"Fix the breakfast yourself, I don't have time to talk to you today."

"alright."

After hanging up Ning Che's phone call, Lin Yi went to the restaurant on the second floor, went to eat something by himself, and then took a taxi to the cemetery.

Lin Yi didn't know what day it was. Although there were no more children flying kites outside, there were more people inside.

But in a place like this, even if there are many people, it is impossible to be as crowded as a shopping mall.

It's just that as far as the eye can see, there are more than ten or twenty people.

Lin Yi wore a mask and cap, and carried the purchased things, and walked towards Zhou Liang's tombstone step by step.

When he was young, Lin Yi had been to this kind of place, because he was young, even if he came, he didn't feel much.

But now, the feeling is very different.

This place seems to be an isolated space. As long as people step in through the gate, they will be enveloped by a sense of sadness.

Just like a person, no matter how happy he is, as long as he comes to the door of the ICU, he will feel depressed and unable to control his emotions.

Even someone as strong as Lin Yi is the same.

Every time I come here, I can vividly remember what happened in Panama.

The two went to the slum together...

After spending three days and three nights in the sewers, he fled to Chebopur.

Everything lingers as if it happened yesterday.

At the same time, those memories pierced his heart like a knife.

Until now, he has not crossed the hurdle in his heart.

Step by step, Lin Yi's footsteps were slow and heavy, and he walked for more than ten minutes before arriving at Zhou Liang's tombstone.

The chrysanthemums in front of Zhou Liang's tombstone are placed as high as a hill, forming a sharp contrast with other places.

After all, the family backgrounds of the other martyrs were ordinary compared to Zhou Liang.

The people who came to express their condolences were mostly mourning from the heart, and they would not do so many formalistic things like rich people like them.

This is a different way of life for two people, and we cannot simply judge who is right and who is wrong.

Passing over the people in front of the other tombstones, Lin Yi sat cross-legged on the ground.

This way of condolence sitting on the ground made the people next to me a little puzzled.

This is not an ordinary cemetery, it is the first time I have seen such a person in such a solemn place.

But this person's eyes are quite good-looking, the young girl mourning by the side thought to herself.

Lin Yi didn't care about other people's strange eyes, took out the wine he bought, and put it in front of the tombstone.

Afterwards, Lin Yi lit another cigarette for Zhou Liang, and put it together with the wine.

"Is there enough money down there? I'll burn some for you when I have time."

Lin Yi took a sip of wine, then took another bottle and poured some on the ground.

"What a few drinks, drink more."

Like a fool, Lin Yi cursed to himself, and then poured a lot on the ground.

It seemed that the wine that seeped into the ground could be drunk by Zhou Liang.

The people who were mourning next to him were shocked when they saw Lin Yi's strange appearance, feeling that this person was a little abnormal.

As if mentally ill, he hurriedly ended his condolences and left.

"What's the matter with that person? Is he mentally abnormal?"

The speaker was a middle-aged woman. When Lin Yi was mourning Zhou Liang, she was standing in front of another tombstone a few meters away.

The person buried below was her nephew.

But because of Lin Yi, he hastily ended his condolences, feeling quite critical.

"Maybe it's too sad, let's go." The young girl said.

Because she could tell from Lin Yi's protruding eyes that the other party should be a handsome guy, so she simply said a few nice words.

If it were an ugly person, she would definitely not be treated like this, but her mother didn't feel this way.

"It's hard for me to spare a day, thinking about coming to clean up, and I haven't finished my work yet." The middle-aged woman complained:

"I have to talk to the administrator about it. Such a solemn place is no different from a cemetery after being treated like this by him."

"You don't need to go online like this. I'm still off tomorrow. I'll just help my brother clean it up. Don't pursue such a trivial matter."

"Then how can I do it? I haven't been here for more than a year, and I still want to see him more." The middle-aged woman said, wiping her tears.

"That's fine, I don't care."

The two drifted away, ready to find the administrator.

Lin Yi in front of the tombstone didn't know what the mother and daughter were talking about, and was still talking to himself.

"Your drinking capacity is okay, you've run out of a bottle, and you're not even drunk. You're just like our group."

Lin Yi opened another bottle and put it in front of Zhou Liang's tombstone, "Then stop the ink stains and keep drinking."

During this period of time, not only the mother and daughter just now, but other people who passed by also saw Lin Yi's strange behavior.

But they all subconsciously bypassed it, instinctively thinking that this man's spirit seemed abnormal.

Lin Yi lit another cigarette, and then lit another one for Zhou Liang.

"Now there seems to be something wrong with your family. Let me help you deal with it first."

"But don't worry, I will avenge this revenge for you."

"Dare to do something to a group of people, this matter is endless! I'm fucking..."

"gentlemen……"

Just as Lin Yi was talking to himself towards the tombstone, he found someone patting him on the shoulder.

Looking back, I saw a middle-aged man in a uniform.

On his chest, there is also a name tag, which is the staff of the cemetery.

But what is interesting is that besides the staff, there are several ordinary people behind them, carrying things in their hands, and they seem to come here to mourn their relatives.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yi asked.

The middle-aged elder brother looked embarrassed, and asked tentatively: "Young man, are you okay?"

"It's okay, come and talk to my brother, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged elder brother trembled, his expression cramped.

Brother, how can I proceed with your answer!