A Tong's funeral ended at 10 o'clock in the morning. As if God had sensed it, when the sun was supposed to be shining, it was always covered with dark clouds, neither raining nor sunny, and it was as gray as Ah Tong's calm and serene expression. Makes people feel sad.
Yes, I should be sad, but why can't I cry?
Lenna wiped the corners of her eyes, which were dry.
Ah Tong, you have always lived without much expression, and even now, you are lying without expression. Are you a bit too quiet? I don't mind if you occasionally fake corpses or something. I really don't mind.