The cemetery?
Sheng Qianxia said with concern, "But... your body..."
"I'm not as fragile as you think," Ling Muye said.
——At least your family is still here, but what about mine?
This sentence that Ling Muye had once said to her suddenly popped into Sheng Qianxia's mind.
In fact, he had always been lonely. He was never as strong as he appeared to be.
The fleeting look in his eyes at that time was clearly one of helpless fragility...
Yet she chose not to care.
Sheng Qianxia felt as if she had a thousand words in her heart, yet in the end, she couldn't utter a single word.
*
On the other side.
Chairman Gong stood there, stunned, watching Ling Muye and Sheng Qianxia's disappearing backs.
It was at this moment that a loud noise came from the hospital room—
Bang—
It sounded like something had shattered.
Jian Wei then rushed out of the hospital room, "Chairman, Gong Beiyao is awake!"
Chairman Gong snapped back to reality and hurried back into the hospital room.
