When she left the hospital, Xu Mengshan and Jing Ping were still unconscious and couldn't possibly leave to attend.
The location was an inconspicuous, secluded room arranged by the local city bureau. By the time You Mingxu arrived, Ding Xiongwei and a few leaders were already there, some of whom You Mingxu had met, and some she hadn't.
The room was simply arranged, with a memorial photo in which Leng Yu was dressed in police uniform, looking several years younger than now, with a hint of youthful innocence. A bouquet of white flowers was placed in front of the photo.
The body lay in a coffin, surrounded by a ring of flowers. Even with the conditions being limited, this simple farewell ceremony was clearly heartfelt.
From a few steps away, You Mingxu looked at Leng Yu. His face was abnormally pale and stiff, but he looked no different from when he was alive.
Ding Xiongwei came over, looked at her for a while, and said, "It's good if you're okay. How are Jing Ping and Mengshan?"
