"Excuse me," Wang Mingyu walked to the corner hospital that the security guard said, "Is Mr. Wang Ming's funeral in this place?"

"Oh, go straight," a hospital staff member pointed out the way for Wang Mingyu, "and then turn left." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Before he arrived, Wang Mingyu had already heard classical Chinese mourning music, and he regretted that he did not tell his acquaintances that the funeral must be carried out according to the Western model - held in a beautiful park or courtyard, those who came to mourn must be dressed in black formal clothes, and the music must at least play Mozart's "Requiem".

Sure enough, my aunt's relatives and friends gathered in the hall to play mahjong and poker, bear with it, and I don't know if I will die, right? My aunt leaned on her friend's shoulder with a pale face, and it was really distressing to watch. Wang Ming's aunt has been divorced once, but she has no children, Wang Ming is his child, and the saddest person in this hall at this moment is none other than her. Wang Mingyu walked up to his aunt, his nose was sore, and he almost wanted to kneel in front of his aunt, but suddenly thought that he was no longer Wang Ming.

"Are you?" the aunt raised her head to look at Wang Mingyu and asked in a weak voice, "Ming'er's friend?"

Hearing his aunt's kind and sad voice again, Wang Mingyu couldn't help but shed tears.

"Seems to be a good friend of his," the aunt stood up tremblingly, "don't cry, I'll take you to see him one last time." ”

"Aunt... Auntie," Wang Mingyu hurriedly helped his aunt: "You can rest here," he wiped the tears on his face: "I'll send him off myself." ”

Wang Mingyu walked to his body with mixed feelings - although the funeral home staff tried their best to repair the remains, they could still see that they had died tragically in the accident.

"Hey..."Wang Mingyu sighed at his body: "Drunk driving kills people..."

"Hello," a familiar voice suddenly came from beside him, and Wang Mingyu turned his head to see that it was his friend Meng Xiaochuan—they were roommates at the university. Wang Ming didn't have many close friends in his short life, Meng Xiaochuan counted one, and the two both dismantled each other and treated each other with all sincerity. Meng Xiaochuan came up with the red eyes and dark circles that he had cried before, and shook hands with Wang Mingyu.

"Xiaochuan..."When shaking hands, Wang Mingyu stared at the face of his good buddy, and he almost couldn't control himself.

"Do you know me?" Meng Xiaochuan looked very surprised.

"Well, Wang Ming told me," Wang Mingyu realized his gaffe again: "You are his best buddy." ”

Hearing this, Meng Xiaochuan immediately turned his head to the side, blinked vigorously, and turned his head again: "This grandson, if he hadn't died, I would really want to rush up and beat him!"

"Understand, understand, understand. Wang Mingyu nodded awkwardly.

"Forgive me for taking the liberty of it," Meng Xiaochuan looked at Wang Mingyu: "Wang Ming hasn't mentioned you to me, I thought he wouldn't befriend you like this... Otaku. ”

Meng Xiaochuan, Meng Xiaochuan, you are still so open-mouthed!

"Well, I don't know him very well. Wang Mingyu smiled awkwardly. Isn't it true that you've never made friends before?

Meng Xiaochuan exchanged a few words of greeting, then turned around and busied himself to receive the guests who came to mourn - it seems that he has helped his aunt with a lot of things in the past few days. Wang Mingyu slowly patrolled the hall, and he observed with great interest the people who mourned him. Well, it seems that I didn't help you in vain. Luke? You kid is actually here? And so happily stammered the leaders present! It's really dead that you can see the human situation clearly, Wang Mingyu shook his head and continued to walk forward.

By the way, what about my ex-girlfriend! Wang Mingyu stretched out his head and searched for it in the crowd.

"Maybe it's already been here..."Wang Mingyu comforted himself helplessly, and suddenly he saw a familiar figure: Huang Yishan, this is her girlfriend in high school, and later she was not in the same university as him, and they broke up after arguing. Even if you still have some affection, Wang Mingyu looked at Huang Yishan's back from a distance, and looked left and right and began to look for it.

Ding Lijuan: This woman actually came, and she was pretending to be wearing sunglasses?" Wang Mingyu sneered from afar: This Ding Lijuan is his girlfriend after graduating from college, and the two are like a nightmare together. I saw Ding Lijuan holding a man and walking proudly to Wang Ming's body, making a bewitching goodbye gesture, and sending a flying kiss, before leaving with a satisfied conversation and laughter with the man.

"What the hell are you..."Wang Mingyu bared his teeth and scolded, sighing helplessly: "It's better to be Huang Yishan." He looked at Ding Lijuan's hateful back, and turned his head in the direction of his body. Huang Yishan actually squatted next to her body and lowered her head? Wang Mingyu slowly approached, and found that the tears of the bean size were falling one by one in Huang Yishan's eyes.

"It turns out that Huang Yishan has such feelings for me. Wang Mingyu sighed, sorted out his collar, and walked towards Huang Yishan.

"Festival mourning, beauty" He patted Huang Yishan's shoulder, Huang Yishan raised her head and looked at Wang Mingyu, and immediately wiped away her tears and stood up.

"I'm sorry..."Huang Yishan's makeup was already crying, and she smiled at Wang Mingyu: "Wang Ming is my first boyfriend, so..."

"If this kid knows something," Wang Mingyu stared at his body, and then looked at his ex-girlfriend's face: "I guess I can look at it." ”

"Actually, I..." Huang Yishan turned her head and continued to look at Wang Ming's body: "I'm about to get married, I just rushed over today when I heard the news," Huang Yishan stroked her ear hair, Wang Mingyu was already familiar and unfamiliar with this action: "I was still trying on the wedding dress at the time," she smiled again: "Isn't it stupid?"

"It's the stupid one who is lying down," Wang Mingyu pointed to his body: "He didn't know that he missed such a good girl as you." ”

"I can't tell him to miss me," Huang Yishan's head was slightly off--when he was in high school, he leaned on Wang Ming's shoulder: "I was too young and vigorous at that time, okay," Huang Yishan blinked: "I still have to go back to try on the wedding dress, talk to you as a stranger about this, I hope you won't mind." ”

"No, no," Wang Mingyu looked at Huang Yishan in disbelief: "How can I mind, I don't know how many years it will take for a person like me to talk to a beauty like you once." Wang Mingyu has always been obsessed with his current ** silk image.

"Hahaha," Huang Yishan smiled cheerfully: "How come, when I met Wang Ming, he was better than you..." ”

"It's okay..."Wang Mingyu really stood in place like a sling, watching Huang Yishan leave.

"Hey!" Someone suddenly patted Wang Mingyu's shoulder, and turned over to see that it was Xue Ling.

"What's the daze," Xue Ling came out of nowhere: "It's really uncreative to come to your funeral." "I haven't looked at the manual yet, and the mission has been updated. ”

"Huh?" Wang Mingyu came back to his senses and flipped out the manual from his shoulder bag, the page of "Mission" originally had no content, but now a few lines of words actually appeared.

"Mission content: Find the fox demon Qingrong, rate it and send it back to the underworld to report. "In the yang realm, it is a woman of about twenty years of yang life. ”

"Just..." Wang Mingyu stared blankly at this page of the manual: "That's it?

"Then what else," Xue Ling glanced at the direction of Wang Ming's body: "There are so many people, you were quite famous before you died?"

"We're all here to join in the fun. ”