A grand feast for the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 222 Death
Maggie Cheung stayed on set for three days before leaving.

To be honest, Lin Jianlu didn't have any expectations for her. She was too thin and she thought it would be uncomfortable. But she was pleasantly surprised. She wasn't actually that thin. Her buttocks were firm yet bouncy. As she herself said, it was obviously the result of her daily exercise and self-discipline. Moreover, she was very fun. Her flexibility was comparable to that of professional dancers like Li Xiaoran and Charlize Theron, who had trained for more than ten years. She could bend into many shapes at will.

She was originally the kind of friend Lin Jianlu really liked—a friend, the kind she didn't really want to sleep with—because she was unique. She was actually very smart, but often reacted a little slowly and was a little dull, giving her a kind of cute, silly, and clumsy feeling.

He's a very sincere and honest person, perfect for having drinks and conversation with.

However, well... having slept together can indeed severely damage a friendship.

When she woke up the next morning, she cupped Lin Jianlu's face in her hands and said something that Lin Jianlu would think about for a long time: "It's over. Now, when I look at you, you don't have any of that artistic temperament anymore. People used to say you were handsome, but in my heart, I always felt that there was an indescribable sense of melancholy and loneliness about you, like you didn't have any real family or friends in this world... But now, it's all gone. I will only remember how strong and powerful you are!"

On the third night, she said again, "I want to leave here tomorrow. If I stay any longer, I will really fall in love with you. These past few days, watching you filming and eating on set, it's all so different from when we drank, chatted, and played cards together before. I didn't know you were really like this in real life... Wow, how should I put it, you're so full of energy. I feel like no matter what you do, you're always carrying a ball of fire, always burning so hot... I'm going to fall for you, Ah Lu, I really have to go!"

Then, she really left.

Before leaving, he hugged Lin Jianlu and kissed her for more than three minutes, until she was out of breath.

Then, resolutely carrying a small bag, she got into the film crew's car and was taken to the provincial capital's airport.

Well, let's just consider it a fleeting romance.

But her departure left Lin Jianlu with a strange sense of loss—he repeatedly pondered the words she had spoken to him that morning, and the more he pondered them, the more lost he felt.

Having traveled to the present day, from being penniless to becoming a global sensation, he has always felt that he stands at an absolutely unparalleled height, always looking down on everyone and everything he encounters with a somewhat superior perspective, yet he rarely feels helpless.

Those who travel through time have an immense psychological advantage.

However, for the first time, he felt a sense of sadness, as if his defenses had been broken.

Fortunately, there were plenty of people in the crew to drink with him.

Tang Jili rushed back. Hong Jinbao, Zhang Yimou, and Jiang Wen were all there. Liang Jiahui and Wu Zhenyu had also developed a good relationship when they were filming at the Hong Kong Studio.

Leung Ka-fai is set aside; he's been in the industry for too long and is a bit of a slick old fox. Lin Chien-lu, on the other hand, really likes Wu Zhen-yu—he's obviously dashing and handsome under normal circumstances, and when he plays villainous roles, he even gains an evil and domineering aura. Yet, in everyday interactions, he has a strange softness about him.

She has no temper, no sharp edges, and feels like a very gentle, submissive wife.

Back in Hong Kong, Lin Jianlu was curious, but he didn't have time to think about it then. At that time, Lin Jianlu had to look at countless documents every day and make major decisions that involved hundreds of millions, or even billions of dollars. He could only sleep four hours a day. Surrounded by beauties, he could even forget about having sex for several days in a row.

But now it's okay, I have the time and the energy.

Although the working hours are long every day, they are all modern dramas, at most involving jumping, running, and fighting. There's no need to wear dozens of kilograms of armor, so it's not really that tiring. The main problem is that Maggie Cheung's visit has inexplicably made him a bit depressed, and he needs to break the spell.

Wu Zhenyu said, "I'm handsome too, but not as handsome as some people, so I didn't have any opportunities. Of course, I had to be careful in everything I did. Later, some big shots gave me opportunities, and I started to play more important supporting roles. I entered the TVB training class in 82 and filmed many dramas. It wasn't until the 87 TV series 'The Journey of Life' that I became known to the audience. It wasn't until I played Jiang Yulang in 92 that I finally gained a foothold... It's just... I feel like I can really make a living in this industry! ... It's so hard, Mr. Lin. To be honest, it's so hard for me. I can't compare to a genius like you at all... So I'll... talk less. I'm usually a bit timid..."

Well, instead of finding any solace, it has given rise to some other reflections on his acting career.

Chatting with Jiang Wen was much more fun. She said, "Do you know what's most endearing about you? It's your shyness! Hey, hey, you all disagree! But let me tell you, Lu is very shy! You only see his talented and domineering side, and you think he's awesome. But if you look closely, when he's lost in thought, he always has a slight smile on his face. But no matter who he meets, his first reaction is always to be cautious. That's a kind of shyness! This incredibly handsome guy, the kind that looks so domineering, is always showing a bit of shyness. Can you handle that? If I were a woman, I couldn't handle it either!"

Lin Jianlu laughed more and more as she listened, "Go to hell!"

It was no use. None of these people could understand Yu Yu in his heart. Sigh, in the end, he still held Song Hye-kyo and tossed and turned for more than an hour, letting loose to his heart's content. He exhausted the young girl so much that she almost couldn't get out of bed the next morning. Isn't that strange? When she woke up the next morning, she was fine!

I'm done with Yu Yu; I've figured it out.

I have a net worth of over a billion US dollars, and I will earn at least several hundred million US dollars every year. I have more than a dozen women and nearly five children. What do I have to be depressed about?
If you say I don't have any real relatives—my son and my daughter—then at least they are connected to me by blood, right?
whispering sound!
Witch!

To confuse and bewilder people!

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"Okay, now that you recognize these characters, let's read them together..."

It was 8:30 p.m. No more drinking with the bunch of rough guys. There were no night scenes to film today. After filming ended in the evening, everyone took a car back to the hotel for dinner, then went to their respective rooms. After that, they took a shower together. On a whim, Lin Jianlu wrote a few words on a notepad and, holding Song Huiqiao, taught her to recognize Chinese characters.

"Snow Milk's White Piece!"

"Snow Milk's White Piece! Huh? What does that mean?"

He reached out and grabbed something, "This."

"Huh? It's called... Snow Milk Shiroko?"

Lin Jianlu leaned close to her ear and said "authentic version." The girl paused for a moment, then laughed a few times, shyly burying herself in Lin Jianlu's arms. When she returned to her room after dinner, she had been crying, saying that she could no longer go back to Korea, and that Kim Hee-sun and Kim Tae-hee both wanted to kill her. In the afternoon, Kim Hee-sun had even called to threaten her. But now she was fine again, completely fine, because Lin Jianlu had promised to take her to Hong Kong to settle her down.

She's a very pretty young girl. If she learns Mandarin and Cantonese, she could easily be included in ATV's Miss Asia pageant. In today's world, spending a few years in Hong Kong, acting in a few Hong Kong films, and even achieving some box office success and influence would still be a huge plus in the Korean entertainment industry.

In a few years, when the Korean entertainment industry is about to rise again, it will be a good time to go back and grab resources.

Of course, by then, she might gradually lose control, because Lin Jianlu knew that he couldn't possibly go to the entertainment industry in Korea to establish any influence to protect and control her. It wasn't just a matter of geographical and cultural barriers; more importantly, he wouldn't have that much energy. But it didn't matter. Girls from the mainland were no problem, and girls from Hong Kong and Taiwan could be considered compatriots, so he could support them without any psychological pressure. But once they crossed the border, whether it was an oriental beauty from Korea or a Western woman from America, they would all just be a part of his life's journey.

Like now, teaching a little girl from Goryeo to recognize Chinese characters is quite fun.

The ancients said that the pleasures of the boudoir are even greater than the pleasures of painting eyebrows, which probably means the same thing.

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The next afternoon, during a break from filming, Song Hye-kyo brought Lin Jianlu's phone over and handed it to him, saying somewhat haltingly, "Your phone rang three times."

Lin Jianlu took it and saw that it was Chen Shuhua. For some reason, she was suddenly startled.

He quickly dialed back, and it was answered after only a few rings. It was Su Huilun's voice, "Honey, Sister Shuhua was just taken to the emergency room, she's passed out..."

Lin Jianlu was startled.

He had initially thought the child had a fever or something serious, otherwise Chen Shuhua wouldn't have made three urgent phone calls. He never expected that it was Chen Shuhua herself who had a problem.

Only after asking did I learn that the root of the problem was that Chen Shuhua's mother suddenly fell into a coma this morning and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. Just now, the official test results came out, and she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, and it was already in its late stage.

Upon hearing this news, Chen Shuhua fainted on the spot.

About twenty minutes later, the phone rang again. It was Chen Shuhua's voice this time, her voice trembling with suppressed sobs, "Honey! My mother... the doctor said she might only have one or two months left..."

Lin Jianlu immediately comforted her, "Let's find a way. You ask the attending physician where there is still hope for treatment in the world. I'll arrange a plane and the best hospital or doctor!"

But she just cried, and after crying for a long time, she choked out, "It's no use. The doctor said it's already late stage, the cancer cells have spread throughout her body, and no hospital can treat it anymore... Waaah, I always tell her to go to the hospital for a comprehensive checkup, but she always refuses. Every time she feels unwell, she thinks it's just a cold and insists that she's perfectly healthy and that a few days of IV fluids will be enough. Waaah..."

Lin Jianlu was also helpless.

He wasn't even physically present; all he could do was offer a few words of comfort over the phone.

But... for some reason, a vague memory suddenly came to mind again. It was really vague, because even in his previous life, this kind of news was something he only glanced at.

It seems that Chen Shuhua had only stopped releasing albums, essentially retiring from the music scene, but it was her mother's sudden death that caused her to lose all her support, leading to a rather tragic later life...

Well, I never thought about these things before. Now it seems that her mother suddenly passed away because of cancer. It's a pity. If she had been taken abroad for treatment two years ago, I wonder if her condition would have improved.

But thinking about it again... hey, I'm overthinking it. In my memory, Steve Jobs had pancreatic cancer. Once you get this disease, even he couldn't be cured. That was with the technology of more than ten years later, let alone now.

That evening, Chen Shuhua called again, her emotions somewhat calmer, though her voice was hoarse from crying for so long. "Mom woke up and kept telling me everything was alright... but she probably sensed that something was wrong with Dad and me, so she demanded that we tell her the truth. Dad told her, and she was very calm..."

The next day, she called again, "Mom said she hopes to see you before she leaves."

Lin Jianlu answered without hesitation, "Okay!"

The crew had about four days of filming left before wrapping up completely, so Lin Jianlu told her directly, "Tell Auntie that I have four more days of work. I can't leave such a large crew here because of my own issues. But as soon as filming is finished, I will buy a plane ticket and fly over there immediately."

She gave a soft "hmm" from the other end.

Suddenly she started sobbing again, "Husband... I... I suddenly realized that if I hadn't met you, if I hadn't been with you... I never thought that Mom would die one day... But Mom is really going to die, sob sob sob... I suddenly realized that if I didn't have you, I don't know how Dad and I would survive if only we were left in this world..."

"Fortunately, I have you now, I have Aping, and I also have Huilun and Aqi..."

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On March 22nd, at 2:30 PM, filming for "The Myth" officially wrapped up.

The entire crew cheered, and Lin Jianlu clapped with a smile. There was supposed to be a wrap party that night, which was a good time to have a few drinks, since this was his first officially starring film. But after celebrating with everyone, he said a few words and told them to have a good drink that night, as there would be plenty of opportunities to work together in the future. Then Lin Jianlu called over the three directors and producer Zhuang Cheng, who had just arrived a few days earlier, and solemnly entrusted them with the final tasks of the crew. Then he took the young actress Song Huiqiao and headed straight to the airport.

He first flew to Guangzhou, then from Guangzhou to Hong Kong. After landing, he saw Song Hye-kyo off at the airport and handed her over to Ge Fuhong, who was there to pick him up. Then he turned back and boarded a flight to Taipei overnight.

Upon arriving in Taipei, a butler picked them up, and they rushed to the hospital. It was already past 11 PM—the entire ward area was quiet. Led by the butler, Lin Jianlu went straight to the VIP ward, knocked on the door, and a few seconds later, he saw Chen Shuhua, who looked haggard. She was clearly still awake, but she seemed somewhat dazed. She opened the door and stared at Lin Jianlu for a full two seconds before gradually coming to her senses. The next moment, her eyes welled up with tears, and within seconds, large tears streamed down her face. She rushed over and threw herself into Lin Jianlu's arms, her sobs suppressed, "Husband!"

Lin Jianlu didn't say anything, but just patted her and then peered inside.

She sobbed softly for a while before gradually coming to her senses. Noticing Lin Jianlu's actions, she choked out in a low voice, "She's already asleep... She's losing weight so fast! And there's nothing I can do about it."

Lin Jianlu once again took the initiative to hug her and gently patted her back.

But suddenly, a very faint voice rang out in the ward, "Is that A-Lu?"

Both of them immediately looked over.

Sitting down by the hospital bed, I saw the old lady again after several months. She was truly emaciated. Actually, I had a vague feeling before. The first time I saw her was when Lin Jianlu was recording "Chasing the Light" for Chen Shuhua. She came to deliver food a few times, but at that time, we didn't interact much. At most, we just greeted each other and considered that we had met before. At that time, she was not fat, but she was not too thin either. In the subsequent times we met, she seemed even thinner each time.

However... even before his transmigration in his previous life, Lin Jianlu was only over thirty and had no experience of life and death. In this life, he was busy and successful at the same time. To be honest, he never really thought about these things.

He even knew that the old lady had always had a lot of opinions about her daughter living with a boy more than ten years younger than her without any status or relationship with him. Not only were they living together, but she was also living with other girls. At first, she was even strongly opposed to it. It wasn't until later, when Chen Shuhua became pregnant and eventually gave birth to a big, healthy boy, that the old lady's attitude towards him really began to become kind. Perhaps it was the special bond between grandparents and grandchildren, or perhaps she realized that she was completely powerless to change the situation. In any case, the old lady's attitude towards him really began to become kind.

At this point, she had become so thin that she was unrecognizable.

But it evoked an indescribable feeling of kindness.

She struggled to raise her hand, and Lin Jianlu quickly offered it to her. She grasped it tightly, her smile growing even more kind, but she spoke with great difficulty, "Ah Lu, I'm so glad that Shuhua met you two years ago..."

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Although filming for "The Myth" had wrapped up, Lin Jianlu actually had a hundred things waiting for him to do, but he postponed them all and stayed in Taipei to spend three days with Chen Shuhua.

It wasn't until she felt that Lin Jianlu was gradually recovering from this major blow, and was beginning to face her mother's impending death with clarity and rationality, that she was even able to play with her two babies again, and calmly talk to Lin Jianlu about the housekeeper's preparations for her mother's funeral. When they accompanied her to the hospital, sitting by her bedside, she could even reminisce with her parents about some fun things from her childhood, and smiles returned to the faces of the whole family. Only then did Lin Jianlu decide to leave.

What can be done?

It's just a matter of waiting for the day when death truly arrives.

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Take a short break back at Hong Kong.

This is basically how he is now. Whether in the capital, Hong Kong, or America, he is often away for a month or even several months at a time. Once he returns, the first thing he does is not to rest, but to go through all his businesses. Even holding a meeting to understand everyone's situation is secondary. The first thing to do is to complete the signing. Among the many companies and business development paths he currently has, the only exception is Chen Hong's side. Now Lin Jianlu basically doesn't care much about what dramas Longxin Film and Television is going to shoot, what movies it is going to invest in, or who the agency plans to invite to commercial performances this year. He is basically at ease with Chen Hong's abilities.

But aside from Chen Hong, Lin Jianlu would at least inquire about other aspects as well.

Since there was a little more time this time, Lin Jianlu specially invited Zhao Fengshou and Tan Xisong to have a meal together. Since they were from the capital, he wanted to get closer to them and help them solve some thorny problems, etc.

Building relationships is an official task, but the personal connections you cultivate also need to be strong.

Tan Xisong is very talented. Although she is a bit older, she is a very progressive person. Although they haven't met or talked much, once they start chatting, Lin Jianlu immediately realizes that she really admires her.

Zhao Fengshou is even more special.

He was not only capable, but also had a strong background. It was agreed that he would be transferred back after about three or four years. The same thing was said in two different ways. Lin Jianlu would say that he was requesting support, but when Zhao Feng returned to the mainland to take up his new post, he would probably be described as having "studied and worked in advanced areas" for several years.

In short, communication.

In my spare time, I can relax in my big villa for a whole day. As the weather in Hong Kong gets warmer, I can even go for a swim in the pool. Gradually, I feel that the fatigue I had accumulated from running around the American Awards season and continuing to film "The Myth" has been completely cleared up.

With Wang Zuxian and Liang Yongqi absent, Brigitte Lin is busy going to ATV every day, increasingly taking on the role of "Mrs. Lin." Yu Feihong is in Hong Kong, but she has to rush to the film set every day. She is anxious to return to school and also eager to go to America to earn money. She is busy like a wound-up toy, leaving early and returning late, and has no time to serve her husband. Even Vivian Chow has accepted an invitation from a film crew in Singapore to make a guest appearance in an episode of a TV series and also to appear on a program. Only Rosamund Kwan, who is extremely playful, is left in Hong Kong.

So they rented another boat, took her along, and invited Gong Li to join them for a day and a night at sea.

He was thinking of going to the Lisboa Casino, but for some reason, at some point the thought crossed his mind, he suddenly reminded himself: You can't go! You're not a person with particularly good self-control!
So, the matter was dropped.

At the end of March, accompanied by Brigitte Lin, he visited two minor shareholders of ATV.

Both were prominent figures in Hong Kong. Li Zhaoji was undoubtedly Hong Kong's richest man, and Mr. Cha was considered a Justice of the Peace. A friendly visit, showing the respect due to a junior, was expected. However, both held a cautious attitude towards ATV's planned investment of hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars in a full digital upgrade. The former was relatively acknowledging the need for digitalization and keeping up with the times, but questioned the sheer amount of money required. However, given their recent cooperation agreement on the International Finance Centre (IFC), where Lin Jianlu had invested heavily in acquiring a 40% stake, he felt obligated to cooperate and couldn't object. The latter, on the other hand, simply stated he wouldn't participate and offered a price: HK$300 million for his 18.5% stake!
Lin Jianlu just chuckled.

He only spent 7 million to acquire 67.08% of Lin Baixin's shares, but now 18.5% is going for 3 million, which is like a joke. But it doesn't matter. He then arranged for Cai Zhongxin to follow up and let him negotiate. If they can reach an agreement, Lin Jianlu doesn't mind paying a slightly higher price to take over the shares from his family to save trouble. If they can't reach an agreement, then they'll give up.

In addition, we will also discuss the last remaining shareholding of the Li Zhaoji family.

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In early April, Lin Jianlu had only been in Hong Kong for a week when Yu Feihong finished filming her scenes. After some hesitation, she decided to return to the capital first, planning to spend two weeks catching up on the classes she had missed and then teaching the remaining two weeks' classes ahead of schedule. In short, she wanted to squeeze out time to go to America to earn money.

But on the very day she left, Vivian Chow returned.

Little Jew is very impressive.

The photos of her appearing at the airport arrival area the night before were featured in the entertainment sections of many newspapers early the next morning—as one of the Four Little Heavenly Queens, she is currently the most popular.

While Leung Wing-ki has enjoyed success in film, television, and music since releasing "Short Hair" at the end of last year, and her popularity remains undiminished, her base of fans is far less solid than that of Vivian Chow. Vivian Chow, who has cultivated her image as a pure and innocent girl for ten years, suddenly released a popular and best-selling album, effectively monetizing the fame she had accumulated over the past decade. She quickly surpassed Leung Wing-ki, Cheng Sau-man, and others, rising to the top of the Four Little Heavenly Queens.

So I spent a few more days with her.

Of course, while she was supposedly accompanying this person and that person, for Lin Jianlu, it was all pure enjoyment—how could she not enjoy it? Perhaps in this world, in this era, there are many other stunning beauties unknown to the world, simply hidden in various corners of the world, living lives that are either ordinary or extraordinary. But for this era, people like Brigitte Lin, Chen Hong, Xu Qing, Yu Feihong, Wang Zuxian, Rosamund Kwan, Vivian Chow, and Gao Yuanyuan are indeed the pinnacle of Eastern aesthetics in this age!
Spending all day with such beauties, and being able to change them every few days, or even spend time with several at the same time if you want, it would be a lie to say that such a life is not pleasant!
Lin Jianlu thoroughly enjoys spending every day with these beautiful women, both stunning and adorable.

Moreover... Vivian Chow is actually quite a contrast.

Yes, a contrast.

Such a sweet and lovely girl, with a pure and innocent image, and she's also capable in both social and domestic settings—she's so shy, but ever since her experience in the capital, it's as if some switch has been flipped. Later, when Lin Jianlu came to Hong Kong after the New Year, although she was incredibly embarrassed, she had no intention of backing down and joined in a big party. This time when she came back, Lin Jianlu even specially took time to spend with her alone, but she seemed a little uneasy and actually dragged Lin Jianlu back to the villa on the hillside to stay.

Yes, she was so embarrassed that night that she couldn't open her eyes and covered her burning red face the whole time. Rosamund Kwan teased her mercilessly, which made her feel good—and she smiled even more sweetly the next day.

When they were swimming together in the pool and no one was around, she mustered up her courage and quietly asked Lin Jianlu, "Honey, do you think... Hai Mei is pretty? I'm very close to her..."

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On April 9th, Lin Jianlu flew to Taipei again.

When they arrived at the ward, Chen Shuhua's mother was already on her deathbed.

From the moment she suddenly collapsed and was taken to the hospital, where she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, to now, only a little over twenty days have passed. It's as if her life was suddenly accelerated, and it all came to an end in an instant.

When she woke up for the last time, she could barely speak and was barely breathing, but her complexion had strangely become rosy. When she saw Chen Shuhua bring the child in, her eyes were full of anger, and she waved her hands repeatedly, meaning that she would not allow her grandson to touch her, a dying woman.

In the end, Chen Shuhua took the child away. Her last breath before she died was while holding her daughter's hand, her face full of love and reluctance—and then suddenly, she stopped breathing.

Chen Shuhua immediately burst into tears.

The housekeeper had already made all the preparations in advance.

Funeral homes, cemeteries, coffins, and so on.

The father and daughter worked together to change the old lady into her burial clothes. Chen Shuhua then rummaged through the items to choose for her to be buried with her. In the end, she chose to put her pink dress from her childhood, an old microphone, and all the official albums she had published so far into the coffin.

The dress was bought for her by her mother when she was seven years old, for her first competition.

The microphone was a prize she won in that competition. It was a wired microphone, and it was said to have been broken long ago, but the mother and daughter cherished it and regarded it as an important mark in their lives. They had always kept it carefully, but they had not repaired it because it was something from the 1960s and was no longer useful.

In short, Lin Jianlu accompanied her home. While packing her things, she said, "My mother's only creation in this life is me, and her only love is me. Putting these things in will accompany her to live in another world. I think she will feel that I am by her side and she will live happily."

During the three-day lay of mourning at the funeral home, Lin Chien-lu made no secret of his personal appearance to thank those who came to pay their respects. Among them were Chen Shu-hua's mother's friends, old neighbors, and some distant relatives, but more importantly, friends that Chen Shu-hua had made in the Taiwanese entertainment industry over the years. Later, he heard that Lin Chien-lu also had many connections in Taiwan.

On April 13th, there was a light drizzle. In a cemetery in Taipei, Lin Chien-lu accompanied Chen Shu-hua and her daughter to send the old man off to his burial.

In both his past and present lives, this was the first time he had witnessed the passing of an old man so clearly and profoundly.

Although the relationship between the two was not harmonious during their lifetime, for some reason, as he watched the old man's coffin being slowly lowered into the grave and the staff working together to close the tomb in the drizzling rain, he still felt a strange sense of melancholy.

Of course, it's hard to say that he was grieving the other person's passing; he just couldn't help thinking: I must be dead in that other world, or another time and space.

My parents came to collect my body; I wonder how heartbroken they must be.
In this world, perhaps I can live to be sixty? Seventy? Eighty? Or ninety?
When I die, who will attend my funeral?

Lin Shunqi? Lin Shunping? Lin Shunan? Lin Shunhuai? Lin Shunxi?
When the ceremony ended, Chen Shuhua stared silently at the photo on the tombstone for a long time, then slowly turned around, opened her umbrella, and gently threw herself into Lin Jianlu's arms. She hugged him for two or three minutes before finally letting go, looking up with a smile that she hadn't seen in a long time, and said, "Husband, let's go!"

Lin Jianlu said, "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)