C893 Duan Xianglong's Memorial Service

After Dong Er finished registering, he walked to the side and didn't talk to us at all.

It seemed that she didn't want my classmates to see her, didn't want me and her to become the subject of their discussion.

After chatting with a few of our classmates for a while, Hai Feng and I walked to a corner and smoked.

I smoked and glanced around.

Suddenly