Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

At the same time, you can also observe the sisters standing by to see off the guests attending the funeral, not to mention those silent guests who are like NPCs.

Everyone who laid flowers in front of the mourning hall was very similar.

It's not the facial resemblance, but the behavior, expression, movements, and temperament, just like an NPC who agreed to wholesale.

They walked up in a certain order in tacit understanding, wearing similar black clothes, presented a white rose or a bouquet of white lilies, stood for a moment, and then left in the heavy rain again with umbrellas in hand.

The expressions on everyone's faces were similarly silent, and there was no expression other than silence. Compared to the sisters and the young man next to them with lively expressions, they were more like puppets with set programs. Among them, there were occasionally a few guys pretending to be silent, and they became particularly conspicuous.

Feng Lan was one of them, and she saw three more who stayed at the scene for a long time, exchanging glances with each other.

You can tell at first glance that he is a player.

I just don't know if everyone gets the same task.

Feng Lan was thinking in her mind, and took out a new, delicate pink flower from her arms. The green branches were magically covered with dense pink flowers, which became a rare bright color on this gloomy rainy day.

Feng Lan gently placed the small flower into the coffin without making any unnecessary movements.

The two sisters who suddenly turned around and looked at her had their expressions returned to normal.

Just a moment of contact was enough for Feng Lan to confirm that the person lying in the coffin was indeed dead, and the corpse had become slightly stiff and had no body temperature. Feng Lan also found a few small petals stuck in the corpse.

After staying quietly for a while, she seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, turned to look at the two sisters, and spoke seriously with a young face.

"I'm sorry, maybe it's because I'm getting older that I tend to reminisce about the past. By the time I come to my senses, time has already flown by."

The sister's eyes moved across Feng Lan's young face, which had no wrinkles at all. She was a little suspicious and her lips moved as if she wanted to ask something.

Her sentimental and imaginative sister had already attracted Feng Lan's attention with the seemingly meaningful words. She didn't know what she imagined, but she immediately started to comfort him with red eyes.

"No! Ma'am, if your mother were still alive, she would definitely not want to see her good friend so sad. I think there must be a deep misunderstanding between you two."

So Feng Lan turned around at the right time and looked at the face that looked four points similar to Ms. An, "... Maybe, kid."

"alright,"

The elder sister interrupted the conversation between her younger sister and Feng Lan. Her face also revealed a kind of coldness that isolated her from others. Her eyes moved around Feng Lan, and then looked at the other three guests who were standing not far away and had not left for a long time, except for the handsome young man.

"It's getting late. I think everyone can come and mourn their mother tomorrow."

As her sister spoke, Feng Lan and the remaining three players were unable to move, and the whole scene seemed to be stuck in a cutscene.

The protagonists of the picture are the two sisters and the young man.

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, An Yi, An Xin. My condolences."

After saying this, the two sisters separated from the young man, and the lights in the mourning hall dimmed.

The next second, time jumped to the next day.

【the next day】

It was still a familiar scene for Feng Lan.

She stood in the crowd, her position better than yesterday, in the second row, and could clearly see the mourning hall in front of her, the two sisters standing in front of the mourning hall, and the young man standing in the first row.

It didn't rain today.

Feng Lan tried to move and was able to move. Her eyes swept over her crying sister. She was fine and didn't seem to be hurt.

"Hello, would you like to exchange information?"

A voice suddenly came to Feng Lan's ears.