"Han Muchi, you like me so much, let's go out, okay?"
"Han Muchi, do you remember everything I said to you?"
"Han Muchi, do you remember that I said before that I would always be the best in the world with you?"
"..."
no respond.
This time, no matter what she said to Han Muchi, Han Muchi, who would promise her anything, would never respond to her again.
Su Su hugged him and cried uncontrollably, regardless of the eyes of outsiders.
The proud and gorgeous rose of Bafang City, who loves beauty as much as she lives, cried until her makeup was all gone, but she didn't notice it at all.
She cried hysterically, and asked: "Han Muchi, if someone bullies me in the future, if you are not here, no one will help me. Do you know?"
"You don't want to die, okay?"
"You don't want to die. I will never ask you to do anything else in the future. The last time, just the last time, you love me again. Don't want to die!! Han Muchi!! Wuwuwuwu... Han Muchi...
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When Han's father and mother arrived, someone nearby had already called the police.
The police tried to persuade her to calm down.
But no one tried to persuade me, but it was of no use.
She hugged Han Muchi and begged him to wake up.
But there will be no response.
There will never be a response.
No matter how miserable she cried, how pitiful she was, or how uncomfortable she felt until she died, Han Muchi would never respond to her again.
No one will tell her again: No one can bully our little princess.
No, she has never been a little princess.
Only Han Muchi thinks so and firmly.
The swishing of maple leaves, together with her cry, and the sound of the siren, sadly pierced the night sky.
Before Han Muchi's body was cremated, Su Su stayed in the morgue all day and night.
Even if the medical staff would feel their hair standing on end if they stayed for a few more minutes, she would have to guard Han Muchi.
Father Han and Mother Han were grieving for the loss of their son in middle age, and they felt very distressed when they saw her like this.
Mother Han held her hand, "Su Su, Mu Chi, if Mu Chi were still here, he would definitely not want to see you like this. He... loves you the most. You, have you forgotten?"
In a word, Mother Han choked up several times even if she tried to control her emotions.
But Su Su couldn't listen to what others said.
She also refused to leave.
Father Han and Mother Han were at a loss. At night, Xie Heng came.
After he nodded slightly to Father and Mother Han, he bent down and picked up Su Su.
She was crying and fussing, struggling and refusing to leave. Her nails scratched the side of Xie Heng's face and neck, leaving streaks of blood.
She didn't even care.
Her voice was hoarse from crying, but she shouted Han Muchi's name hoarsely.
Don't want to leave.
But she didn't eat anything all day and night, and she was so sad that she fainted soon after yelling like this.
In the ward, Xie Heng lowered his eyes and looked at the pale girl.
How sad she must be to make herself look so haggard now.
Throughout the day, after applying lipstick, you can't kiss.
With her delicately made-up face, if you touch her a few times, she will glare in anger.
But the little girl who loves beauty like this doesn't care about anything now.
Xie Heng's slender fingers gently touched her delicate cheek, and he heard the little girl whispering.
Xie Heng leaned closer and listened.
She said: "I just want to... marry you, Han Muchi..."