Wai Lun was thin at teenage but have a fat 'pat pat'. So I've called him 'Big Pat Lun(大籮倫)'. As it seemed he disliked this name, so I changed to call 'Big......Brother Lun(大...哥倫).Since then, I always called him Big Brother Lun. I'm not close to him in St. Paul and didn't see him after graduation. It was about 16 years ago when my cousin and I finished our tea at McDonald in Wan Chai and heard a person called me when I was arriving. It was Big Brother Lun. He was very far away from me. If it was another person, most probably he or she just let me leaving. We talked for about five minutes, telling each other what we were doing now. He saw my cousin wearing a football wear and he talked football with him. The last time I met him was about seven years ago at an old classmate gathering but didn't talk with him as I didn't sit beside him. I was surpised of his departure and impressed by the sad atmosphere at the funeral, one that I never met before. I was also in very difficult times in the past several years. If we can again meet in McDonald and have tea together earlier this year, it would be another result. Lastly, to Brother Lun's family, I here hope all of you will be well and be brave to live on. Although it's hard and painful sometimes but it was the only thing we can do for ourshelves and Big Brother Lun. I'll miss Brother Lun everytime when I passed the McDonald in Wan Chai C C Wu Building.