"Ah~~~ Yuru, the one who passed away was your Brother Dakui..." Mother Song said, wiping away tears. "Ah, what a tragedy. A young fellow, diagnosed with terminal liver cancer just last month, today... today, he's gone..."
"Yuru, the father of your Brother Dakui and I, were close childhood friends..." Father Song choked on his words, "It's not even a year since your Brother Dakui's father passed away. It's so unexpected... ah... it's true what they say about misfortunes not coming singly. Life's impermanence, so truly impermanent... Yuru go burn some incense for your Brother Dakui."
"Alright, Dad, I understand. I'll go now." Song Yuru's mood was also grave, a crystalline glimmer of unshed tears sparkling at the corners of her eyes.
"Little Long, Brother Dakui was really good to me when we were kids. He's a distant relative of ours, you should come with me to burn some incense for him." Song Yuru looked at Huang Xiaolong with tear-filled eyes.
