Sheng Churong signaled her son to pull Yan Zhen away with her eyes. Delaying for too long was disrespectful to the deceased.
Yan Zhen hugged Wen Lunhua too slowly, and Ning Ruxi spent a lot of effort to pull her away.
"No, Hua, no, let go, let go." Yan Zhen cried and shouted, "Don't burn my Hua, don't burn him, I won't allow it, have you heard me, I won't allow it, won't allow it!"
Ning Ruxi hugged her tightly.
Yan Zhen watched Wen Lunhua's body being pushed past her——
"No, please, don't - don't - don't -"
Ning Ruxi covered her eyes, unable to bear to let her see such a cruel scene.
Ban Xiaoyi buried her head in Fan Mingzhuo's arms and couldn't bear to watch this scene. Rao Yueyi's eyes were already red from crying, and Xiaoxue also snuggled into Ning Hua'an's arms, sobbing.
The whole body was pushed in, but what came out was just a tiny bit of ashes.
Yan Zhen fainted again.
It had been two days since Yan Zhen woke up. She looked at the familiar room. How long had it been since she had stayed in this room? This was the first time she had come to x city to live in such a good room. She would remember this room for her all her life.
The touching and warmth it brings.
Everything is like a dream. When I wake up, it feels like I have had a long dream. But, why is my heart hurting so much? Why is there no strength at all in my body?
Those tearing pains stung her limbs and bones, and she cried out with a cry of "ah--".
At this time, a pair of gentle hands gently embraced her into his arms. Ning Ruxi had a severe cold due to lack of sleep. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he had changed. "Xiao Zhen, it's okay. Everything will pass."
He placed the blue diary next to her pillow. Seeing her like this, he no longer dared to be jealous of Wen Lunhua. Now as long as she gets better, he will be fine too.
Loving someone does not necessarily mean owning them, giving is also a kind of happiness.
This is what Ning Shao has realized these days. He has always been too selfish. He only thinks about torturing others and bases his happiness on the pain of others. But he never thinks about the people who will be tortured by him one day.
A person's pain is so painful that life is worse than death. Just like Yan Zhen now, she is actually more miserable alive than dead.
Wen Lunhua, it would be better for you to leave as quickly as possible. Do you know that everyone is heartbroken?
Ning Ruxi thought with some bitterness and hugged Yan Zhen even tighter.
Yan Zhen could only cry in his arms, as if she didn't know what to do except cry.