Chen Xi looked at the couple who were hugging each other and crying bitterly, and his expression was a little complicated. Su Jinya's mother was already crying a little hoarsely, and her body leaned weakly on her husband's body. Su's father supported his wife, he didn't cry, but his eyes were red, and the hand holding the urn trembled slightly. Su Jinya's parents, after receiving the news of their son's unexpected death, flew over from Chengdu overnight.

The explanation given by the college was that their son unfortunately fell off a cliff during the climbing, and when he was finally found by the search and rescue team, there were only a few pieces of bloody clothes, and the clothes fragments were identified by Su Jinya's teammates on the mountain as the clothes he was wearing before, and the blood stains on them were identified as him. As for the absence of corpses, it may be because of the beasts at the foot of the mountain.

Such a result is unacceptable to normal parents, and if they go to the news media to make trouble, the impact will be too great, and it is not in line with the secluded lifestyle that the Divine Descendants have always had. Therefore, the academy sent professionals to hypnotize and counsel Su Jinya's parents.

It doesn't sound that human, but it's a last resort. Chen Xi and Su Jinya signed an agreement when they entered the school, which contained regulations on the handling of accidents, and then Su Jinya's parents would receive a pension, and if Chen Xi had an accident, his parents would also receive a large sum of money through some means. Because his contact with his parents has been cut off, he can't send money directly, and will take the way of winning the lottery to send the money to them. Chen Xi thought that when his father went to buy vegetables, he would buy a lottery ticket for ten yuan, but he never won. He kind of wanted to see Daddy's face when he actually won the lottery, but it was impossible.

In Su Jinya's room, his parents were sorting out his belongings, and they would sometimes take out one or two things from the cabinet or table that were not very elegant and put them in the storage box. Picking up Su Jinya's inappropriate items, his parents' expressions did not show disgust or disgust, but only pathos.

"Uncle and aunt, I'll help you. ”

"No, thank you, classmate. Are you Xiao Jin's roommate?"

"Yes, Auntie. My name is Chen Xi. ”

"Xiao Chen, thank you, these days of living with my Xiao Jin have caused you trouble. ”

"No, Auntie, I get along very well with Su Jinya, we are friends. ”

"Friends? It turns out that my Xiao Jin has also made friends. I used to worry about him, he was addicted to all this nonsense, he didn't like to go out, and he didn't have many friends, so it was great that he had friends. ”

Su Jinya's mother was full of tears

"But why? Why? He's always going to go hiking, going to do such dangerous things? I don't understand, I really don't understand. ”

Chen Xi looked at Su Jinya's mother's face full of pain and tears, and he suddenly thought of his relatives. His parents and sister had forgotten him, and according to his parents' memory, their own son had died years earlier. If Chen Xi unfortunately dies one day, they will not shed a single tear, because there is no Chen Xi in their memory, so this should be considered a good thing, right?

Will there be other people who care about him crying? Although he is hung up, he probably can't hear it, but the fact that no one cried at the funeral feels really shameful when you think about it.

He remembers the custom in some parts of China that people would be hired to cry at funerals. These professionals are called professional mourners, and the appearance fee for a team is about 3,000 yuan at a time, including 7 actors. Their job is to cry at the funeral, to talk about their deceased's attachment, and to keep others from being embarrassed to cry. In some parts of China, if there is no crying at the funeral, it means that there is no filial piety and it will bring shame on the family.

Chen Xi thought about it carefully, as if he couldn't think of anyone who would cry at his funeral. By the way, the rabbit-addicted Senior Sister Lin Di is so emotional, she will shed tears for the rabbit who was made into a rabbit head, and one day he made a living human piece for a certain dangerous species to eat, and Senior Sister Lin Di who learned the news should shed tears, right? He felt that he was stronger than an ordinary rabbit after all. It's a friendship that has rubbed mahjong together.

Chen Xi was very annoyed by the fact that he was wearing a golden mask before, and he didn't know if that person was Liang Chenfan. He wanted to tell himself that he was thinking too much. But the familiar size and voice continued to torment him. He remembered that he was also a teacher himself, and maybe he could ask the teacher for advice. So he dialed Du Moyi's phone and was invited to dinner at the teacher's house.

Du Moyi's house is very large, the decoration is in Chinese classical style, there is a set of Ming and Qing style mahogany furniture in the center of the living room, and several ink landscape paintings are hung on the wall, the overall color reflects the simplicity of Chinese style, and contains a solemn and elegant dual temperament.

"Teacher, your cooking skills are really good. Chen Xi took a bite of sweet and sour tenderloin and said.

"Haha, after all, it's a bachelor. After the death of my wife and daughter, I have been living alone. My father-in-law is a master of Chinese painting, and my wife has been practicing painting since she was a child, and she painted the paintings hanging on the wall of the living room. If she hadn't died, maybe in a few years, she would have become a female master of Chinese painting. She was also a good cook, and I couldn't eat anything in the days after she left. Nostalgic for the dishes she cooked, I went to learn cooking skills and tried to restore the taste of her cooking. But my hands are not skillful enough, and the taste is still worse after all. When my wife was alive, she always said that when I left the operating table, I became like a fool. I really am an idiot. ”

Chen Xi thought of the photo he had seen on the table next to the living room before.

It is a family portrait, a family of three hugging together, the doctor's wife and gentle, elegant body exudes the smell of books, even if wearing modern clothes, there is still a kind of ancient lady temperament. Their daughter stood in the middle, smiling cutely. At that time, the doctors were younger, and they smiled very brightly, which was different from the doctors of today. The current doctor is still very gentle, but there is still a trace of indifference in his eyes that repels people from thousands of miles away. Probably because of the loss of the two most important people in their vitality.

"I asked me about the man in the gold mask that you asked me about earlier, and I checked it from the academy. At present, the academy does not have much information, only that he is the son of the puppet king, the leader of the Dark Night Mutual Aid Society, a dangerous organization in China, and the young master of the Black Night Mutual Aid Association, codenamed Gold Lover. It is not clear exactly when he became a dangerous species, but it is suspected that he completed the second aberration in Yining City, and after that, he also attacked the Divine Descendant several times, all of which were Divine Descendants who had mastered the power of metal. There's also a terrible conjecture that guy might be the artificial god son of the Night Mutual Aid Society"