Han Chi came here to ask after communicating with the leaders of Yushan.
In the drizzle, Han Chi followed the instructions and found Lane 15.
The entire Area C is on a hillside, with each row arranged in a stepped manner, and the road leading up to Lane 15 is on the right side of the entire area.
Han Chi climbed up step by step like climbing a mountain.
The stairs were marked with row numbers. When he was almost at row 22, he suddenly raised his head.
A black umbrella hidden in the greenery suddenly caught his attention.
The tombstones in the cemetery are neatly arranged in rows amidst neatly trimmed greenery. The greenery is half a head taller than the tombstones, so that people standing there can only see from the shoulders up. If you are shorter, you probably won't be able to see the people.
Han Chi quickened his pace and strode onto the 22nd row.
He didn't expect that on such an ordinary day, in such a huge cemetery, he would meet people who came to pay their respects like him.
However, it was not until he stepped onto row 22 that he could see the person holding the umbrella clearly.
It’s Liu Xia.
Although it was just a silhouette, Han Chi still recognized her.
After all, he had just seen her on TV a few days ago.
Liu Xia also noticed his arrival and turned to look at him.
She frowned slightly and looked at Han Chi with a bit of doubt.
"You look... a little familiar. Sorry, I might have recognized the wrong person. Sorry," Liu Xia said.
"No," Han Chi nodded slightly, "We've met before. In the mall in Dongjiang."
Liu Xia was a little surprised, but she still didn't remember it.
"You are Zhou Mo's cousin."
Liu Xia was surprised, "You know Zhou Mo?"
Han Chi: "I am Han Chen's third brother."
Memory suddenly came back to him, and Liu Xia finally remembered.
Han Chi: "Did you remember?"
Liu Xia nodded, but then asked in confusion: "Why are you here?"
Han Chi lowered his gaze and stopped at the tombstone in front of Liu Xia.
"He is my classmate."
Liu Xia followed his gaze to the tombstone in front of her, and she suddenly realized something.
"Are you the new director, the one who replaced him?"
"Yeah," Han Chi stepped forward, stood beside Liu Xia, and faced Qi Zijin with him.
Seeing that he didn't bring any rain gear, Liu Xia kindly opened the umbrella high to cover his head.
"Zi Jin said before that he wanted to introduce a classmate to me, but he didn't expect it to be you."
Han Chi's peripheral vision fell on the profile of the person next to him through the umbrella above his head. "It's me. Unfortunately, I'm late."
Liu Xia lowered her eyes and her gaze fell on the photo embedded in the tombstone.
The photo above is Qi Zijin’s ID photo, which was taken by the unit in the past.
There were scattered chrysanthemum petals and some food for the memorial service under the tombstone.
On rainy days, the incense was not lit, but only placed on the altar.
Liu Xia looked at Qi Zijin's photo, and her eyes suddenly became moist again.
Although sadness almost swallowed her up these days and she shed many tears, Liu Xia still felt sad when she saw Qi Zijin's sunny smile in the photo.
They had only been together for a month.
But now we are separated by heaven and earth.
"You will finish everything he hasn't finished, right?" Liu Xia asked.
"Yes," Han Chi said, "He has mentioned the matter of his child going to school to me several times. I came here this time to help him accomplish this and fulfill his long-cherished wish."
"Then keep up the good work," Liu Xia's voice was a little choked.
Han Chi heard the cry in Liu Xia's voice.
Although it was not a good time, he still couldn't help but ask: "Why... did you come to worship him?"
Liu Xia: "I'm his girlfriend."
Han Chi was slightly stunned.
"My condolences."
It seemed that Han Chi couldn't say anything else except this.
The two stood quietly in front of the tomb for a while.
The mood of the two people was just like today's weather, foggy.
"I'm leaving, what about you?" Liu Xia asked.
"I have to leave too." Han Chi noticed the umbrella in her hand, thought for a moment and said, "Let me take it. I didn't bring any umbrella when I came here, so I'm sorry to bother you."
"It's okay," Liu Xia handed the umbrella to Han Chi, turned around and picked up the black plastic bag beside her.
She saw that Han Chi came with empty hands, and guessed that he must have come and gone in a hurry and had no time to prepare anything for the memorial service.
"You didn't bring anything..." she said, "Let's go downstairs later and see if we can burn the paper."
Han Chi was slightly stunned and looked at the black plastic bag in her hand, feeling embarrassed.
He was only thinking about rushing to see Qi Zijin and didn't even think about preparing these.
Han Chi was annoyed. He wondered if too many people had died around him recently, making him numb and not even thinking about these things.
But when he thought about it carefully, he found that before his grandfather and Han Haoxuan passed away, he seemed to have not come to the cemetery to pay homage to anyone for a long time.
All the deceased members of his family were buried in the imperial capital, and he had been in Shanghai for ten consecutive years. He could not return to the imperial capital during festivals such as Qingming Festival, New Year's Eve, and Double Ninth Festival, so he had never gone with his family to pay homage to the deceased.
Grandfather Han Hongde, father Han Jing, third uncle Han Zhi, eldest nephew Han Haojie, two funerals, four relatives...
Now Qi Zijin has also passed away unexpectedly...
Life is really unexpected. If this world did not require men not to cry, he would probably cry his heart out.
The two came down from the cemetery and went to the crematorium together.
During this time, Liu Xia stretched out her hand from under the umbrella and looked, "The rain has stopped."
"Really?" Han Chi also stretched out his hand to try, but it seemed to be gone.
"Put away the umbrella."
Just as he finished speaking, a bright light suddenly appeared in the sky. It turned out to be the sunlight shining through the thin clouds.
The scene is quite spectacular.
The two stopped to watch, as it was the first time they had seen such a magnificent natural phenomenon.
"It's been raining for so long, and today is the first time we see the sun," Liu Xia turned to Han Chi and said, "The sky has changed since you came. Maybe Zi Jin knows that his hope has come."
Han Chi was stunned for a moment. "I'm not that capable. How can he solve the problem so easily just because I'm here?"
"Didn't you say you would help him fulfill his long-cherished wish?"
"Yes, I will, but..." Han Chi hesitated. "Of course I want to help him fulfill his long-cherished wish, but I no longer have the confidence I once had. I can only do my best."
Liu Xia didn't know what Han Chi had been through during this period, nor did she understand the vicissitudes of life in his words. She just felt that the person in front of her seemed to be a different person from the high-spirited leader in Dongjiang Shopping Mall before.
Just as Han Chi himself said, he is far less dignified and confident than before.
Han Chi put away the umbrella and returned it to Liu Xia, then took the plastic bag from her hand and prepared to open it.
Liu Xia suddenly realized something, "I forgot to bring my lighter, do you have one?"
"Yes," Han Chi touched his trouser pocket and took out a lighter.
Han Chi was not a smoker before, or rather, he even hated the smell of cigarettes.
Anyone who has a meeting or dinner with him has to resist smoking no matter how strong his addiction is.
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