Author: Xiao Longyue

That night, Nan Zishu regained his energy and went to sign the death confirmation form.

The cold white light shone on the cold white paper, and everything in the hospital instantly became extremely cold in Nan Zishu's eyes.

She couldn't suppress the trembling in her hand, and the black gel pen in her hand was almost broken by her extremely restrained fingers. Big teardrops fell involuntarily on the page, gradually blurring and blurring the handwriting.

Looking at those cold words, Nan Zishu's emotions gradually went out of control again. How could she just admit that her only relative had left like this? Wasn't she still with her yesterday?

Doesn't this hasty signing mean that you have to give up on your mother completely?

Just when Nan Zishu's thoughts were on the verge of collapse again, Ling Bei leaned forward and held her completely in his arms.

Ling Bei's familiar and tangible body temperature made Nan Zishu feel a sense of security that she had not seen for a long time, and it also made her sober in an instant.

Some things will never happen if you don't admit it, and the so-called not giving up may just be your own obsession.

Now is not the time to wallow in sadness.

Ling Bei could feel that the girl in his arms was gradually calming down, so he gently held Nan Zishu's trembling hand, steady the tip of the pen, and slowly led her to write her name.

After coming out of the doctor's office, Nan Zishu felt much calmer.

A death confirmation also allowed Nan Zishu to confirm the truth about Liu Ying's death. What is left is only the pain that will never be erased, or may never be healed.

Nanzi turned on the screen of her mobile phone in a daze, and before she knew it, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. But she didn't know how she got here in less than twelve hours.

"Ling Bei." When Nan Zishu opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear his voice: "Go back quickly.

"You rushed here from the company in a hurry today and delayed a lot of things, right?

"It's all over now, don't do it again."

Nan Zishu lowered her head, tears blurring her vision again. She didn't know why she cried so easily.

Ling Bei once again held her in his arms without any explanation, and he used himself to block everything from the outside world: "Shu Shu, what do you plan to do next?"

He didn't take into account Nan Zishu's semantics of excluding himself.

Nan Zishu thought for a moment, but decided to tell Ling Bei his plan first: "I will cremate my mother first tomorrow.

"As for the cemetery and so on, just take your time to find it. I don't mind her staying with me for a few more days."

Nan Zishu even felt that he had a strange idea, hoping that his mother could always be in the nearest place to him, such as at home.

People say it's best to be buried in the grave, but Nan Zishu doesn't want to just put her mother into another world, a world that she can't see.

After listening to Nan Zishu's words, Ling Bei was silent for a long time. He seemed to be able to feel that Nan Zishu's thoughts were slowly changing.

The sudden loss of a loved one is something that is difficult for ordinary people to accept, not to mention that Nan Zishu's situation is particularly special.

No matter what, Ling Bei believes that he must stay with Nan Zishu at all times during this period, otherwise she may really do something dangerous.

"There haven't been many things going on in the company recently, so I'll accompany you." Ling Bei spoke softly and touched the girl's heart in his arms soothingly: "Don't you need to inform your relatives and friends to come over and see you?"
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