"Lu was dying at 8:00 on the evening of October 22, 2014. He will hold a memorial service at home tomorrow. The address is..." When I received this text message, I was lying on the bed in the dormitory because of the hangover. In a text message, a few keywords flashed in front of my eyes, "Land" "sickness" and "striking." I jumped out of bed and took the phone and looked at the text message repeatedly. The time was issued at 8:00 last night, and today I will hold a memorial service. Lu Li, when I said that I left a person who would have been better, how could I disappear in this world when I turned around? I don't believe it, so I am going to attend his memorial service. I stood in front of the closet and turned over the clothes. The clothes in the cupboard were all in a series of warm colors. I couldn't find a decent dark color to attend the memorial service. I remember Lu once told me: "You always wear such a deep color of clothes, covering up all your light." I asked hi