Everyone went up and bowed, then stared at the portraits of the two people for a long time. They were still very young, just in their twenties. Their life journey had only just begun, yet someone had already faded from their lives.
They were all music students. Many changed careers, while others stayed in the industry, but none reached the prominence of Lu Niange and Jian Chenxi. Now that they were gone, people had gathered from all over the country, except for one person who hadn't come.
That person was Ling Momo, who had a deep connection with both Lu Niange and Jian Chenxi.
Until the very end, at the cremation, Ling Momo did not appear.
Many classmates stood in the rain, holding umbrellas, watching the smoke billowing from the crematorium, and eventually, some started to chatter.
