Chapter 127 Condolences

Then, the person covered with white cloth was pushed out.

Nan Wenqi's hysterical voice in his ears seemed to turn into a straight line in an instant, and Nan Zhiyan looked at the white cloth in disbelief.

Almost unable to breathe, she walked over stiffly, and with shaking hands slowly uncovered the white cloth.

The woman's haggard face appeared before his eyes, but there was no trace of life in it anymore.

"mom."

Nan Zhiyan called out softly, as if trying to wake the woman up, and tears mixed with the blood on her forehead fell together.

It even permeated those glass-like eyes, as if they would shatter in the next moment.

"Miss Taran, I'm sorry."

Seeing Nan Zhiyan's appearance, the medical staff beside him felt a little sorry and spoke out to comfort him.

"Don't sleep, okay?"

Wiping the blood and tears from his face, Nan Zhiyan leaned down gently as if he was possessed by a demon and leaned against Yun Wanyue's neck, but he could not feel any warmth at all.

"You clearly promised to stay with me forever, Mom, I beg you, please wake up, okay?"

His voice was trembling with despair, and his tears could no longer be held back and burst out.

The uncontrollable crying made the people around him hang their heads, but they couldn't let Nan Zhiyan hold a corpse.

They also have to send the body to the cold storage room first.

"Miss Taran, please don't do this. My lady, she won't wake up again."

As if he didn't hear the voices of others, Nan Zhiyan tightly held Yun Wanyue's hand, which had long lost its temperature.

He tried to warm her up with his own body temperature, as if doing so could prove that Yun Wanyue was not dead.

But Nan Zhiyan still failed, because not only the body temperature, but also the gradually stiffening fingers were telling Nan Zhiyan the cruel truth.

The moment he was pulled away by the medical staff, Nan Zhiyan leaned against the wall and slid down weakly.

"Ayan!"

When Lin Zhiheng arrived, what he saw was Nan Zhiyan squatting alone in the corner at the end of the empty corridor, as if he had been abandoned by the world.

Lin Zhiheng felt a little uneasy when he didn't wait for Nan Zhiyan at the jump point, until he heard from the girl named Lulu that something happened to Nan Zhiyan's mother.

But he didn't expect to see Nan Zhiyan like this, with his thin body curled up in the corner. The lonely and broken atmosphere was like a sharp knife, piercing into Lin Zhiheng's heart.

Feeling endless pity, Lin Zhiheng slowly walked over and squatted down.

Only then did he realize that Nan Zhiyan had been trembling the whole time, and the low sobs buried between her legs made his heart feel as if it was being gripped by an invisible big hand, squeezing it so hard that it hurt.

"Ayan."

Lin Zhiheng was at a loss. He didn't know how to comfort Nan Zhiyan.

Hearing Lin Zhiheng's voice, Nan Zhiyan slowly raised his head.

The hair wet with tears and blood stuck to her face. The messy black hair and the blood-stained eyes brought a thrilling sense of brokenness.

Those eyes no longer had the calmness and composure of the past, and were now filled with confusion and pain.

"Ah Heng, I don't have a mother anymore."

Lin Zhiheng only heard Nan Zhiyan say this, and looked down at the palm of Nan Zhiyan's hand which had been pinched bloody by him, and his eyes quickly turned red.

He could no longer restrain himself and hugged Nan Zhiyan in his arms with heartache.

The next moment after being hugged by Lin Zhiheng, Nan Zhiyan seemed to have found a support point and began to cry unrestrainedly.

At the same time, several footsteps were heard behind him, but at a certain moment, they all stopped and stayed where they were.

Lu Yanjing was a step late and looked at the scene in front of him. He should have been jealous. He even wanted to take Nan Zhiyan back and lock him up again before he chased here.

But at this moment, when he saw Nan Zhiyan bursting into tears, his thoughts seemed not so important anymore.

What spread in my heart was no longer jealousy, but a dense, tiny pain like being pricked by needles.

He was sure that he didn't want to see Nan Zhiyan's tears. Every drop that fell was like candle wax falling on the tip of his heart, burning him painfully.

The rest of the people were no less impressed. Gu Wenqi stared at the scene in a daze. Compared to the last time, this time he realized it truly and clearly.

What Luo Xin said, if she is sad, you will be sad too.

Gu Wenqi never knew that a person's tears could be so powerful.

Almost instantly, all his resentment and hatred disappeared, leaving only pain.

Wei Shenglin remained silent. He knew that Nan Zhiyan needed Lin Zhiheng more than them at this moment.

Unlike before, Ji Lan was also silent.

The wound caused by Lu Yanjing has not yet healed completely, but what hurts more than the wound at this moment is the heart.

The person he tried so hard to mend and piece together seemed to be even more broken at this moment.

As soon as the medical center announced the news of Yun Wanyue's death, they secretly thought that something bad was wrong. Nan Zhiyan had not been found yet, and yet another thing like this happened.

They didn't dare to think about what would happen if Nan Zhiyan came back and found out.

But it seemed worse than they imagined, Nan Zhiyan already knew.

No matter how long the two of them hugged each other, Lu Yanjing and his group stood behind them until Nan Zhiyan stood up.

"Ayan."

Seeing Nan Zhiyan walking past them like a wandering soul with empty and dim eyes, Lu Yanjing couldn't help but call out for help.

But Nan Zhiyan seemed not to have heard it, and walked straight forward past the crowd.

No one dared to say anything, and at this moment, they unconsciously reached a certain consensus.

Three days later, the entire aristocracy knew that on the day Countess Taran died, the missing Nan Zhiyan was found.

The people who came to attend the memorial service looked at the girl in black and felt a little distressed.

I heard that Nan Zhiyan was in a very bad state when he came back, with injuries on his forehead and knees.

What a poor child. I don’t know what he went through, but he managed to escape death and finally run back.

What I received was the news of my mother's death. What a huge blow it was.

All kinds of eyes fell on Nan Zhiyan, but she ignored them all.

Nan Zhixing beside him had fainted from crying several times, but Nan Zhiyan had never shed a tear except for that time in the hospital.

But the more this happens, the more heartbreaking it is.

No one would choose to disturb Nan Zhiyan at this time. Even Ji Xun, who was the last to know, just looked at Nan Zhiyan, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Finally, she was taken back by Marquis Xi Suo. In the past few days, her mother suddenly stopped forcing her to go on blind dates.

But he began to let her follow her and learn core family matters.

After seeing off all the guests who came to pay their respects, Nan Wenqi walked up to Nan Zhiyan.

"Ayan, I didn't expect your mother to be so extreme. You won't blame me, right?"

Nan Wenqi looked haggard, but even at this time, he did not forget to test Nan Zhiyan's attitude.