I sent a group confession text message, and my aunt cried that she sent it too late?

All their speculations just now had answers with Su Yang's action.

But this answer is indeed very difficult for them to accept.

They dare not believe it.

They are unwilling to believe it.

This mysterious man with such a powerful background can ride in a top-of-the-line red flag and travel with so many bodyguards. He actually came to attend the funeral of a small person.

At this time, everyone's mind was like a thunderbolt, and their hearts were even more turbulent.

Some rubbed their eyes hard, fearing that they had seen it wrong.

Some even secretly pinched their thighs, thinking that this was a dream.

But no matter how much they tossed, without exception, they proved that the scene in front of them was true.

This mysterious young man did put a bouquet of flowers in front of Zhang Jin's tombstone just now.

Dead silence!

There was a dead silence all around.

Only the sound of raindrops hitting fallen leaves and umbrellas could be heard.

The rain seemed to be even heavier.

But the scene in front of them had made them forget that they were still in the rain, even if their clothes were wet, they still didn't feel it.

After seeing this scene, Zhang Jin's parents couldn't react until now, and could only watch it all stupidly.

Those old classmates and friends who were dissatisfied with the funeral just now, now their hearts are already full of turmoil.

How could the person they looked down upon the most know such a powerful person

? What secrets does he have?

How could he hide it so well?

If they had more contact with Zhang Jin before he died, would they also benefit from it?

Many people began to doubt their lives and began to feel annoyed.

The person they once looked down upon has abilities that they could not imagine.

Ignore their own little thoughts.

After putting down the flowers, Su Yang closed his eyes and lowered his head.

He mourned in silence with great solemnity.

Just such a simple action can make people tremble, and more shocking.

At the funeral in the drizzle, a young man in a black suit mourned in front of the tombstone.

He exuded nobility and solemnity.

Surrounded by mist, he seemed to be glowing in it.

Behind him, stood more than a dozen people in black, wearing the same black suits, black sunglasses, and Bluetooth headsets. They were holding umbrellas before, but now their umbrellas were all put aside.

One by one, their backs were straight, their eyes were cautious, and their faces were serious.

Standing around the young man in a protective posture.

Seeing this scene, the people present didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Finally.

Su Yang finished his silence.

When he raised his head again, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves relaxed a little.

It was also at this time that Zhang Jin's parents and relatives were finally able to think.

They also ruled out the possibility that the other party was seeking revenge.

When did his son meet such a big shot? He also came to see him off in person.

Seeing this man so solemnly, it seems that they still have a close relationship.

Could it be that his son is really not as unbearable as they imagined?

Mediocrity is just an illusion.

Maybe something really happened during the years when his son was not at home?

At this time, Zhang Jin's parents were brainstorming, and their minds were opened.

But there were many things that didn't make sense.

If his son really met a noble person, he couldn't start a business, nor could he take the civil service exam or the postgraduate entrance exam.

This is very strenuous for ordinary people, but for the people in front of him, it should be easy.

But his son...

Zhang Jin's parents were puzzled.

Similar questions also confused other relatives and friends.

The more they thought about it, the more confused they felt. The mysterious person in front of them seemed to be in a fog, making it impossible for them to see through him.

What secrets were they hiding?

While everyone was frantically imagining, the netizens in the live broadcast room were also laughing so hard that they were about to burst.

"Hahahaha, I'm going to laugh my ass off"

"Although I think it's not very kind to laugh now, I can't help it."

"‘Requesting a resurrection scroll. 'Dear netizen, you probably want to see a picture like this. Our Xiaoxiao should be fine. Please don't come to me in the middle of the night.'"

"Laugh, look at those men in black, their faces are red from trying not to laugh."

"This time I'm really showing off"

"If you know the host's identity, it's hard not to laugh."

"These men in black must have thought about the saddest things in their lives before they could hold back."

"They are probably also beginning to doubt the identity of netizens"

"For the first time, the parents felt that they did not know their son."

"Hahahaha, I feel relieved when I see them confused. The host's acting skills are really amazing."

"The sensible director is ready to hand over the script"

"......."

People at the scene were imagining things like crazy, and people online were laughing like crazy.

But as they laughed, some people started to feel sad again.

"Even if I know now that my son is different, it's too late"

"Don't get too involved, this is fake, but at least after this incident, the netizen's parents will be proud of him, which is another kind of comfort."

"Yes, his relatives and friends no longer dare to look down on their family."

"Cherish the living, for we don't know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident."

"Please don't do that. I was laughing just now, but you almost made me cry again."

"Allow yourself to be sad for one minute, and after one minute I will be as cheerful and optimistic as that netizen"

"I'll keep him in silence for a minute."

"I'm with one"

"+1"

"......"

Three minutes passed quickly.

The mechanical voice in my head arrived as expected.

【Mission completed, congratulations to the host for getting a chance to draw a prize!】

【Proficiency 100%, the system has completed permanent binding! 】

Su Yang raised his head, and when he turned to leave, he happened to meet the eyes of Zhang Jin's parents.

He nodded slightly.

Although he didn't say a word, his eyes were full of comfort.

This made Zhang Jin's parents' tears, which had just been held back, burst out again.

Su Yang picked up his feet and left.

Sun Hao was still holding an umbrella, and there were still ten men in black following behind.

Until they all returned to the car, there was still deathly silence all around.

To be precise, from the moment Su Yang appeared, none of them dared to speak.

Until the vehicles started and the convoy left.

Everyone at the funeral seemed to come back to life, gasping for breath.

"Sister-in-law, who is that person? It's so scary."

"Our journey is not as simple as it seems."

"Need I tell you, how could it be easy to meet such a great man?"

"Brother, you are wrong. You have made us suffer so much."

"If we had known this earlier, we would have made the funeral more grand."

"......."

The relatives were talking beside them, but Zhang Jin's parents didn't hear a word.

They looked at the direction where Su Yang left, not knowing what they were thinking. If their son had really done something meaningful, then they would be able to let go of his untimely death.

......