I go north, you go south

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

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

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

Looking at those cold and hard words, Nan Zishu's emotions gradually lost control again. How could she just admit that her only relative left like this?Wasn't she still by my side yesterday?

Don't you want to give up your mother completely by signing in such a hasty way?

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

Ling Bei's familiar and tangible body temperature made Nan Zishu feel a long-lost sense of security, and it also made her sober up a lot 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 be blindly sad.

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

Coming out of the doctor's office, Nan Zishu's mood was much calmer.

A death confirmation letter also allowed Nan Zishu to confirm the truth of Liu Ying's death.All that's left is the pain that I don't know when, or maybe never will be healed.

Nan Zishu turned on the phone screen in a daze, and before he 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." As soon as Nan Zishu opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse that he could barely hear: "Hurry up and go back.

"You rushed here from the company in a hurry today, and you delayed a lot of things, right?
"It's over now, don't do it again."

Nan Zishu lowered his head, tears blurred his vision again.She didn't even know how she could cry so easily.

Ling Bei wrapped her in his arms again involuntarily, and he used himself to block everything outside: "Shu Shu, what do you plan to do in the future?"

He didn't take into account Nan Zishu's intention to exclude 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, take your time. I don't mind if she stays with me for a few more days."

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

People say that it is safe to go to the ground, but Nan Zishu is unwilling to just put his mother in another world, a world that he cannot 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 ideas were slowly alienating.

Sudden loss of a loved one is something ordinary people can hardly accept, let alone Nan Zishu's situation is particularly special.

No matter what, Ling Bei thinks that he must be by Nan Zishu's side all the time during this period of time, otherwise she might really do some dangerous things.

"There aren't many things going on in the company recently, so I'll accompany you." Ling Bei spoke softly, touching the heart of the girl in his arms comfortingly: "Don't you need to inform your relatives and friends to come and see you?"

Nan Zishu seemed to sneer: "My mother just got sick before, and when I went around borrowing money, I already knew that I didn't have any relatives or friends to notify."