Three days later, Huo Yunlan was buried.
Huo Sihan presided over the funeral, laying her to rest in the cemetery on Island No. 4, beside her parents, so she wouldn't be lonely.
"Young Madam, the rain is too heavy, and the road is slippery, please head back." Huo Sihan said softly to Shen Li.
He was dressed in a black suit, his usually gentle and determined face now marked with sadness, and his voice carried a mournful tone.
"Alright." Shen Li looked at the pouring rain outside and didn't insist on staying.
The heavy rain had been continuous for two days with no sign of stopping, and today it had only intensified.
Huo Yunlan had already been laid to rest in the coffin, and the next step was the burial. Considering her health, it wasn't appropriate for Shen Li to go to the burial site.
"I'll head back then, please accept my condolences."
"Yes, madam, take care." Huo Sihan said.
