Huo Junyang had a bad feeling. He stood frozen in place, staring blankly in the direction of the emergency room.

“Yangyang!” Lin Yuqing walked over, first took Jiang Can’s hand, then looked at Huo Junyang, and said slowly and deliberately, “Ranran… committed suicide at home.”

"What?" Jiang Can's heart skipped a beat.

Huo Junyang's mind went blank, as if every cell in his body was in a state of silence.

He stood there stunned for a long time, his eyes vacant, as if even his soul had drifted away. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his chest, and then that pain spread throughout his entire body...

Lu Ran committed suicide?

Is it because of him?

His legs buckled, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, panting heavily.

"Yangyang!" Jiang Can knelt down and hugged him tenderly, just like when they were little.

Huo Junyang instinctively grabbed his mother's hand, stood there stunned for a long time, and then burst into tears.

For someone who has never experienced life and death and whose life is full of sunshine, this kind of blow is fatal.

"Did she really commit suicide?" Huo Zhixing grabbed Lu Lishan. "There weren't any warning signs before she committed suicide?"

Lu Lishan sighed and shook his head slightly.

“She was in a bad mood the past two days, and she’s been locking herself in her room since yesterday,” Lin Yuqing said in a low voice. “But she hasn’t come out all day today, so I was a little worried. I knocked on the door, but no one answered, so I tried to open it, but she locked it from the inside.”

"I realized something might go wrong, so I had someone bring me a spare key..."

"When the door opened, sure enough, there was her lying on the bed with an empty bottle of sleeping pills next to her."