C703 To Entangle Her

Sighs, the air squeezed out of the alveoli, a sound, a sound, then a slow stop.

Yeer quietly sat on Jiang Zhao's leg and did not move. She just listened to Jiang Zhao's breathing and felt his warmth and touch.

Hate your own sensitivity, hate your own cowardice.

He didn't go to Yun Hongwei's body to say goodbye, but instead told him to cremate it. There was no funeral