novelraw Chapter 1211 579: I Don't Like It (2)
Chapter 1211 579: I Don't Like It (2)
"Mr. Luo, aren't you..." Qin Huai wanted to say something, but he already realized Luo Jun's breath was getting slower.
His voice was also getting smaller.
Luo Jun stretched his neck.
"But so what, I'm willing to pay the price for my arrogance, so don't expect a happy ending where I successfully cross the tribulation at the last moment."
"This is my play; I'm the screenwriter, the director, and the lead actor. How the play ends is up to me."
"If I say I have to die like this, then I have to die like this."
Luo Jun took a deep breath urgently.
"Chen Huihong, why didn't you tell me how uncomfortable dying is?"
Chen Huihong said innocently, "You know how I died in my past lives. In my first life, I was shot dead, and I've never died peacefully like you. Where did I have the time to say such a long string of last words? I died with a bang, too quickly to say anything."
Luo Jun wanted to glare at Chen Huihong but was already too weak. He wanted to gesture to Qin Huai but could only slightly move his fingers.
Luo Jun's voice became hoarse, barely audible: "Tell Zhou Hu."
"Only one kind of flower should be placed on the funeral hall."
"Small yellow wildflowers."
"Don't bother with those colorful ones."
"I don't like them."
After speaking, Luo Jun stopped breathing.
His expression remained unchanged from a moment before, eyes closed, with no curve to his mouth, unexpectedly an expression of peace, even a look of benevolence.
Luo Jun didn't seem dead, more like he got sleepy while talking and decided to close his eyes and nap in his recliner.
Luo Jun's last words were "I don't like them."
Qin Huai stood dumbfounded on the spot.
Luo Jun had just said a long string of words; it felt like none were specifically directed at Qin Huai, yet Qin Huai felt every word was meant for him.
While Qin Huai was in a daze, Chen Huihong pulled out her phone to message Zhou Hu to contact the funeral home to send a hearse to take Luo Jun's body for preparation, and Qu Jing quietly retreated to the door to call her department head to ask for leave.
A yellow butterfly, the size of a baby's fist, flew in from nowhere and softly landed on Luo Jun's shoulder.
Under everyone's gaze, this butterfly lingered on Luo Jun's shoulder for over ten seconds, then fluttered its wings slightly and flew away, disappearing out the window.
Qu Jing had dialed the phone but was so speechless at the sight that she couldn't utter a word, while the department head on the phone kept calling, asking what happened to Qu Jing, why wasn't she speaking; was it a bad signal?
Chen Huihong, halfway through typing her message, also froze, ultimately sending Zhou Hu half a sentence and a long string of gibberish.
After prolonged silence, Gong Liang's voice finally broke through.
"Luo Jun lives on a high floor, how did the butterfly fly up here?" Gong Liang's question made sense, but at that moment, no one cared about such trivial matters.
"Sister Hong." Qin Huai looked at the window, always left slightly ajar, "Do you think Mr. Luo went to reincarnate or succeeded in crossing his tribulation?"
"Did he plan this part in the script he wrote for himself?"
Chen Huihong scratched her head slightly, "How should I know? I'm just a Plant Spirit. I've never seen such a scenario."
"Do they all leave a mystery before crossing their tribulation, those Bi fang?"
"We'll find out in a few years. If Luo Jun didn't succeed, he'll definitely contact you. Meanwhile, let's download and save his TV and movie resources, in case he hasn't succeeded and needs to catch up on them, we'll have the resources ready." Chen Huihong looked down at her phone in shock, seeing the gibberish she sent, hurriedly editing the message again.
Qin Huai glanced at Shi Dadan, who hadn't spoken a word: "Old Shi, do you think Luo Jun succeeded in crossing his tribulation?"
"I don't know." Shi Dadan shook his head, "But I believe he will succeed."
"Even if he didn't succeed just now, he will in his second life."
"Most spirits fail in crossing their tribulation due to confusion; outsiders see clearly what the involved can't. Luo Jun is different; he's always been clear-headed, doing everything he intended. He will surely succeed in his second life."
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Luo Jun passed away peacefully just like that.
The funeral home's hearse arriving under Building A attracted a crowd of Yunzhong District residents. Though there had been rumors of Luo Jun's impending death, many couldn't believe the eccentric, hot-tempered, wealthy, and elder bachelor had really passed away.
Zhang Shumei rushed back carrying a basket of groceries.
The basket was full of fresh meat, without any vegetables, suiting Luo Jun's dietary habits. Compared to the spirits calmly managing affairs, Zhang Shumei's actions were most fitting for a deceased's family.
First, she leaned on the hearse and cried heartily, then absentmindedly remembered the fresh meat should be taken back to the fridge. When she picked up the basket, she suddenly realized this was her employer's home, not hers, and her employer had just passed away; she was now unemployed as his housekeeper.
Zhang Shumei knew Luo Jun's heir was Qin Huai. She wandered to the similarly lost Qin Huai, asking how to handle the groceries he'd just bought and whether she should cook and bring food to the funeral home.