C2181 Memorial Service

Ye Nianmo wanted to gently caress her as he had always done before, telling her that it was okay, that he would be by her side, but his wrist was hanging by his side as if it was stiff.

Hearing the heart-wrenching cry, his heart was in excruciating pain. With one hand, he pulled the person over and gently held it. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Don't cry."

Deep into the night