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"So handsome! Much better looking than in photos!"
"Teacher Ji Lin, can you sign an autograph for us?"
"Congratulations, Teacher Ji Lin! I really like 'Broken Bridge'!"
"Could we take a picture together, please?"
Ji Lin had just gotten out of the car when the group of young people crowded around him.
But he didn't glance their way, heading instead towards the memorial hall.
Behind him, a few funeral parlor staff quickly intervened to stop the book fans and maintain order:
"Quiet, please be a bit quieter... Don't gather here."
"This is a memorial service, show some solemnity."
"Please respect the deceased, don't make noise here."
...
After Ji Lin entered the funeral home's corridor, the noise outside quieted down significantly.
He just stared straight at Lin Xian... hands in his pockets, stooping slightly, head raised, walking toward Lin Xian with an expressionless face.
Lin Xian was also staring at him...
