Chapter 1857 Chatting to death

At around 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 can basically be said to have fully recovered.

It's just that I'm still a little weak. If I walk for a long time, I will still feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.

But this is all temporary. As long as you adjust slowly and perform rehabilitation training for a period of time, you will be fine.

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

"Are you up? Let's go eat."

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

"Hmm? Shopping?"

"Everything has been arranged. All that's left is to wait for the results, so I went out shopping." Ning Che said:

"you're awake?"

"Um."

"Make breakfast by yourself. I don't have time to talk to you today."

"Fine."

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

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

However, even if there are many people in a place like this, it will not be as crowded as a shopping mall.

Wherever you look, you can see more than ten or twenty people.

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

When he was young, Lin Yi had been to a place like this. Because he was young, he didn't feel much even if he came.

But now, the feeling is very different.

This place seems to be an isolated space. As long as people step in through the door, they will be enveloped in a sad mood.

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

Even someone as strong as Lin Yi is the same.

Every time I come here, what happened in Panama will be vividly remembered.

The two of them went to the slums together...

He stayed in the sewers for three days and three nights and then fled to Chibopur.

Everything is as if it happened yesterday and can't be forgotten.

At the same time, those memories were like a knife, piercing into his heart.

Until now, he has not overcome that hurdle in his heart.

Step by step, Lin Yi's footsteps were slow and heavy. 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 background of the other martyrs was average compared with Zhou Liang's.

Most of the people who came to express condolences expressed their condolences from the bottom of their hearts, and would not engage in so many formalistic things like rich people like them.

These are two different people's lifestyles, and we cannot simply judge who is right and who is wrong.

Lin Yi passed over the other people in front of the tombstone and sat cross-legged on the ground.

This way of expressing condolences while sitting on the floor made the people next to him a little puzzled.

This is no ordinary cemetery. This is the first time I have seen such a person in such a solemn place.

But this man's eyes are pretty good-looking, the young girl who was offering condolences thought to herself.

Lin Yi ignored the strange looks from others, took out the wine he bought and placed it in front of the tombstone.

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

"Do you have 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 into the ground.

"How much wine do you have? Drink more."

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

It was like Zhou Liang could drink all the wine that seeped into the earth.

The people who were paying condolences nearby were startled when they saw Lin Yi's strange appearance, feeling that this person was a little abnormal.

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

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

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

The person buried below is her nephew.

But because of Lin Yi, I hurriedly ended my condolences, feeling quite dissatisfied.

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

Because she could tell from Lin Yi's exposed eyes that the other party was probably 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 did not feel this way.

"I finally found a day to come over and clean up, but I haven't finished it yet." The middle-aged woman complained:

"I need to talk to the administrator about this. Such a solemn place has been messed with like this, and it's no different from a cemetery."

"There's no need to be so serious about it. I'll have a day off tomorrow. I'll just come and help my brother clean. Don't pursue it for such a trivial matter."

"How can that be done? As an aunt, I haven't been here for more than a year, and I still want to see him again." The middle-aged woman said, wiping away tears.

"Okay, I don't care."

The two of them drifted away and prepared to find the administrator.

Lin Yi, who was in front of the tombstone, was unaware of the conversation between mother and daughter and was still talking to himself.

"You have a good drinking capacity. You even drank a bottle and you're not even drunk. This makes you look like we're in the same group."

Lin Yi opened another bottle and placed it in front of Zhou Liang's tombstone, "Then stop inking and continue drinking."

During this time, not only the mother and daughter, but other people passing by also saw Lin Yi's strange behavior.

But they all avoided it subconsciously, instinctively thinking that this man's mind seemed not normal.

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

"There seems to be something wrong at your house now. Let me help you deal with it first."

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

"If you dare to attack a group of people, this matter will never end! Damn it..."

"gentlemen……"

Just when Lin Yi was talking to himself at the tombstone, he found someone tapping him on the shoulder.

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

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

But what's interesting is that in addition to the staff, there are several ordinary people behind him, carrying things in their hands, and they seem to be here to express their condolences to their relatives.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yi said.

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

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

The middle-aged brother trembled and looked embarrassed.

Brother, how can I continue with your answer?
Chapter completed!