You are like the warm sun

Chapter 188 Wanwan is relieved
It must be very sad when your only relative passes away.

Tang Wan slowly stepped down a step, and her eyes trembled slightly when she heard his words.

She tilted her head and thought about it.

"how to say……"

At first, it was at school. The moment her head teacher informed her that her father had passed away, her heart suddenly skipped a beat and her mind suddenly went blank. She felt like she was in the deep sea, suffocating to the point that her vision went dark.

At that time, she was in a trance and thought in disbelief, it must be fake.

This must be fake.

My father was fine when I left home this morning. How could he have died suddenly?

Is today April Fool's Day?
The teacher must be joking with her, or she must have expressed herself incorrectly or heard it wrongly.

Tang Wan pretended to be calm and said only three words through gritted teeth: "Impossible."

Before arriving at the hospital, she always held a glimmer of hope, hoping that the teacher had lied to her and that her father was fine.

It was fine in the morning.

He couldn't have died.

It is absolutely impossible.

She had been comforting herself like this all the way, but she had already lost her mind and was in a mess.

Arriving at the hospital, she was like a puppet, bewilderedly led by the doctor and her father's colleagues into a cold morgue. When the white cloth was lifted and she saw her father's face, familiar yet strangely pale, she froze. The hammer that had been hanging in her heart finally fell heavily, shattering all her hopes and leaving her dizzy.

Tears streamed down my face.

She was so sad that she couldn't even cry out loud.

The people around her were talking in her ears, but she couldn't hear a word.

From my father's death to his cremation and burial, everything seemed so unreal.

For a long time after that, she lived in this unreality, unable to accept this fact, and always fantasized that one day he would stand in front of her again. Recalling that feeling, Tang Wan couldn't help but exhale a foul breath.

She looked down at the steps below her feet and answered lightly with one word: "Overwhelmed with sorrow."

Shao Zhouci pursed his thin, crimson lips and stared at her in silence, his dark brown eyes, framed by his long eyelashes, tinged with heartache and melancholy. He had never experienced the death of a loved one, and even if he had, it wouldn't have been painful, and he might even have felt a sense of relief.

Overwhelmed with grief?

What does it feel like?
Shao Zhouci couldn't imagine it at first, but when he replaced Tang Wan with the person who left him forever, he understood it almost instantly.

Whenever he thought that she was gone, he would feel a sharp pain in his heart, and even breathing would cause him to feel suffocated, disrupting all his thoughts.

So sad.

Just thinking about it is unbearable.

Shao Zhouci quietly calmed his breathing and held her slender fingers tightly, "What now?"

Tang Wan pondered for a moment and said calmly, "For now, it's okay."

She felt much relieved.

To others, Dad died a year ago.

It seems like the time interval is very close.

But for her, it had been eleven years.

Although she would occasionally miss and feel regretful, one should always look forward, and she would not blindly indulge in the sadness of the past.

Seeing his frown, Tang Wan blinked, and with the force of her wrist, she pulled him forward to the next step, her lips slightly raised: "Okay, I'm really fine. It's going to rain soon. If you don't leave now, you'll get wet soon, my dear boyfriend~"

The young man was stunned by her calling him "dear", and his expression immediately turned from gloomy to bright.

He curled his lips and quickened his pace to catch up with her.

(End of this chapter)