Reborn Action Star: Starting in Hollywood

Chapter 151 Mr. Eisen’s Past

The afternoon sun shines on the Gladstone Town Cemetery, and the white tombstones sparkle in the sun.

Lin Yuan followed Mr. Eisen and walked on the path paved with gray gravel.

Tall trees swayed on both sides of the path, each leaf bathed in sunlight. The light from the trees cast a shadow across the cemetery, making the entire cemetery appear even more solemn and tranquil.

Under the big tree, wild flowers are blooming in the grass, the petals are delicate and gorgeous, emitting bursts of fragrance.

The cemetery is tranquil and peaceful. The sunlit cemetery reminds us of the finiteness of life and the importance of cherishing every moment we have. Each tombstone represents a precious memory, evoking heartwarming memories of the deceased.

"This cemetery is so beautiful, it doesn't feel gloomy at all," said Lin Yuan.

"These are some interesting people sleeping here, and I know every one of them," Mr. Eisen replied.

Seeing that Lin Yuan seemed unconvinced, Mr. Eisen pointed to a tombstone not far away and said:
"That's old Hunter's tombstone. He was a kind and affable fat man. We all enjoyed drinking and chatting with him. If you don't believe me, you can take a look at his epitaph."

Lin Yuan took a few steps forward. On the tombstone was written:

Hunter Lange (1923-1998)

When you see the words on the tombstone clearly, you are already stepping on my chest.

But don't worry, I won't come to see you tonight.

I'm glad you came to my grave, let's be friends, but it's a pity I can't buy you a drink.

"He is indeed an interesting guy. If he were still alive, I would definitely have a drink with him." Lin Yuan said with a smile.

"That's the tomb of Ms. Margaret. She was very unfortunate, but she was a gentle and kind lady. I like the apple pie she made very much." Mr. Eisen pointed to a tombstone next to it and said.

Lin Yuan walked to the tombstone, where the words read:
Margaret Eason (1951-1997).

When I was healthy, I always complained about my parents' excessive interference in my life.

After my legs became disabled, I often missed the days when I had more mobility.

Later, when I developed bedsores from being bedridden for a long time, I began to miss the time when I was sitting in a wheelchair.

During those last groggy days, it seemed like even when I was suffering from bedsores, it wasn't that bad.

Cherish every day of your life, that is the only meaning of our existence.

"I can see that she is a very optimistic lady. It's a pity that she didn't have more time." Lin Yuan nodded.

He became interested, so he walked over to a few tombstones nearby and looked at them:

"Thank you for coming to see me. Please forgive me for not being able to stand up and express my gratitude."

"You can tell me about your troubles or secrets, and I will definitely keep them confidential!"

"I have never left, I have simply walked out of time. We will meet again in eternity. Now, please enjoy your life."

After reading several epitaphs in a row, Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Now I understand why you like this place."

Mr. Eisen spread his arms and said, "Everyone here is a very good person. I hope to be their neighbor in the future."

"But not now. You still have many challenges to complete in your life before you can come back here," said Lin Yuan.

"Yes, at some point in the future. Let's go, Luna is waiting for us." Mr. Eisen led the way forward.

The two continued walking forward for more than thirty meters until they came to a small flowerbed. Bright red roses, gorgeous gardenias, elegant orchids, and dazzling chrysanthemums—the flowers danced gracefully in the wind, their fresh fragrance filling the air.

In the center of the flower garden is a tombstone made entirely of white marble, which gives off an inexplicable sense of tranquility and peace.

On the tombstone was a photo of a woman in her forties. Her skin was as white as snow, her elegant makeup revealed an intellectual air, and her brown curly hair draped over her shoulders made her look even more gentle.

Her beige wool coat was neither ornate nor shabby, but just the right touch, elegant yet dignified. Looking at her, you could almost hear the rhythmic sound of distant bells, sweet and slow, ancient and timeless.

Luna Miller (1950~1996).

When he saw the tombstone, Lin Yuan realized that Mr. Eisen’s wife had passed away six years ago.

Mr. Eisen took two steps forward, put down the bouquet of flowers in his hand, and said, "When you were 46, I was 58, but now I am 64, and you are still 46."

"When we meet in the future, please don't think I'm too old."

"I originally thought I would come down to accompany you soon, but I didn't expect that I found a new goal in life, so I have to ask you to wait a few more years."

"Oh, this is the Lin Yuan I told you about. Isn't he a great guy?"

After hearing Mr. Eisen's introduction, Lin Yuan took a few steps forward and placed the flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone.

"Hello, Ms. Luna, I'm Lin Yuan, nice to meet you."

"Don't be fooled by this boy's handsome appearance. He works like his life depends on it when he's filming on the set. I believe he will soon surpass Chen Long and become the new legendary action star." Mr. Eisen continued.

Lin Yuan didn't know what to say, so he just smiled and said nothing.

"Come, sit down and chat. Let's be more casual in front of Luna." Mr. Eisen patted the grass next to the tombstone and motioned Lin Yuan to sit down.

"Luna and I are 12 years apart in age, but we're not the type of older man, younger wife," said Mr. Eisen.

Lin Yuan nodded. He understood what Mr. Eisen meant. Theirs was not the kind of story about a rich old man hunting for vain young girls.

"When I met Luna, she was 16 years old and came from a wealthy family. I was 28 years old at the time, a poor kid who had just opened my first dim sum restaurant.

You may not believe it, but she was the one who pursued me first. At that time, I felt that I was so much older than her and poor, so I was not worthy of her.

It was only after her repeated insistence that I mustered the courage to give it a try." Mr. Eisen said, looking up at the sky, his eyes full of reminiscence.

"Why not believe it? Your current appearance can stir the silent hearts of countless middle-aged and elderly women. It's normal for you to stun young girls when you are in your twenties." Lin Yuan said.

Lin Yuan has a lot of experience in how popular good-looking people are with the opposite sex, so he can fully understand why Mr. Eisen was pursued in the first place.

"Luna and I have spent 30 happy years together. We are DINKs so we don't have children, and our private life is only with each other," Mr. Eisen continued.

"This is also an option. As long as the person involved likes it," Lin Yuan replied.

“But we made the wrong choice.”

"what?"

"We paid a heavy price for this. Luna sacrificed herself to save me!"

Lin Yuan suddenly realized that Mr. Eisen brought him here today not just to visit the graves.

(End of this chapter)