The moment of silence began.
One second...
Five seconds...
Ten seconds...
Everyone closed their eyes and bowed their heads in silent mourning for Dong Xuebin. At that moment, the Memorial Hall was utterly silent, its solemn atmosphere lingering in the hall for a long time.
Rest in peace, Dong.
Director Dong, may you have a safe journey.
Bin, go in peace.
Standing at the entrance, Dong Xuebin wiped away his touched tears. He looked left and right and rubbed his nose, unsure of what to do for a moment. Now was not the time to get sentimental. He had never experienced anything like this before, and there was certainly no precedent for someone attending his own memorial service. What was he supposed to do? Shout, "Your buddy's back"? That seemed a little... weird. So what then?
Forget it. He would go in first.
There were quite a few people in the last row. Luo Haiting, Lin Pingping, and the others were blocking the way, and Dong Xuebin could not find a gap in the circle. So he walked behind Lin Pingping and tapped her.
Lin Pingping froze but kept her eyes closed and did not move.
Dong Xuebin blinked and nudged her again, asking her to let him through.
Lin Pingping got annoyed. Who was being so irritating? Couldn't they see they were observing a moment of silence? Did they have no respect for the dead at all? Why were they touching her?
She still did not turn around, keeping her head lowered in silence.
Speechless, Dong Xuebin simply squeezed past her and walked inside.
Lin Pingping finally could not take it anymore. Her face darkened as she raised her head and glared at the person, wanting to see who was being so obnoxious. But the next second, she froze!