บท 622: Hundreds of Birds Paying Homage to a Phoenix

Xia Ling glanced at him and quietly increased her distance from him.

It continued to rain as the eulogy was read. She recalled Shaohui's funeral a few months ago. For a moment, she suspected if she were really a curse.

Warming the hole, sprinkling the soil, and sealing the tomb.

Supporting himself with a cane, the head of the orphanage wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

Someone invited Xia Ling up to sing.

Dressed in black with a solemn expression, she sang a memorial song in front of the tombstones that were lined with black bricks for the two children. "If there's an afterlife, you have to be happy… If you have a family, you must cherish them. If you have parents, you must get along with them… If you have dreams, you will have light. If you have peace, you are blessed…"

Her song lingered in the cemetery that was surrounded by pine trees.

At the same time.

Deep in the mountain.