The funeral parlor was arranged for the memorial service. Many people came to pay their respects, and quite a few, upon seeing her expression as they passed by, could not help but stop to offer a few words of comfort.
Ling Lu did not speak; she only nodded numbly in response.
The faces coming and going were a blurred chaos—men and women, young and old. Everyone said more or less the same things, but Ling Lu did not remember a single word. Her brain seemed to have ceased functioning, and she repeated the same mechanical actions, dazed and detached, lost in a senseless haze.
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