The smoke wafted lightly in the air, accompanied by a drizzle. Five people, four umbrellas, stood together until long after the fire had burnt out. Finally, it was Su Qing who broke the silence.
"Qingzi, take the stuff out. Now that everyone is here, it won't be easy to gather like this again in the future."
"Alright!"
With that, Qin Wei took a tablet out of his backpack, turned it on, and skillfully found an encrypted file which he passed to the others. Only after each of them entered the password did they finally open it.
Placing the tablet in front of the gravestone, he tapped play, and a familiar figure appeared. As soon as Xu Yuezhen, standing in the center, saw it, tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Hi, everyone. If I'm not mistaken, this should be the third year after my death, right? How are you all? By now, you've probably graduated from college," the voice on the video, in his hospital gown, though it was daytime, seemingly morning.
