Xu Mengyu lay on the hospital bed, her face pale. Xu Lu sat beside her, keeping watch over her. He already had no father; he couldn't lose his mother too.

His eyes were swollen from crying, but he had to hold it in: "Mom, I recently read a book. Dad is actually still alive. He's probably cooking at home right now. It's just that we always miss him. But one day, we will definitely meet again."

He held back his tears; if he had never had a father's love, he wouldn't be so sad.

Xu Mengyu raised her hand and touched Xu Lu's head. Why is it the other way around? Shouldn't she be the one comforting him?

But she didn't want to talk...

Even if they weren't together, just ordinary siblings, she still couldn't accept his death.

Li Mirui lay on the sofa, comforting people on one side and then on the other, her own eyes so swollen she could barely open them.

That was the child she had raised herself. Although she was angry at him for being irresponsible and gave him the cold shoulder a lot, she never really did anything to him. When she came home, he would still cook her a hot meal for her.

Feng Xi lay in bed, holding her phone, crying all day long. Her son, so big, was gone just like that. She felt like dying, but she still had her husband and her daughter.

"Mom, have something to eat." Zheng Wanwan said, holding a bowl of noodles. "Your body won't be able to take this."

Feng Xi looked at Zheng Tianming on her phone. Under the blazing sun, he was wearing a suit, his hair was short, and he had a smile on his lips, as if he was talking to someone.

They will never see each other again in this lifetime.

What's the difference between this and tearing her heart out alive? When she was still in her womb, she thought that as long as they were healthy, safe, happy, and joyful, she would accept it even if they were unsuccessful.

Zheng Wanwan suffered from depression and had attempted suicide before. She had only recently started to recover. Feng Xi propped herself up and sat up.

"Mom's fine, you go back and get some rest." She took the chopsticks and picked up some noodles, but after just one bite, she couldn't help but burst into tears and couldn't eat any more.

Zheng Wanwan quickly moved the noodles aside and hugged Feng Xi, saying, "Mom..."

Feng Xi is usually gentle and kind, but she is actually very strong-willed. She has never shown any of her difficulties to her children.

But at this moment, she held Zheng Wanwan and burst into tears.

Zheng Wanwan held Feng Xi in her arms, tears streaming down her face. She hadn't slept for two days and two nights. They had been inseparable since they were in their mother's womb, stuck together. Now, they were being torn apart, skin and flesh torn apart. She felt herself bleeding, but she couldn't see the wound.

When Zheng Lin returned after paying the bill, he saw the mother and daughter hugging each other, crying so hard they were almost breathless. He went over and hugged them both.

When Zheng Tianming was eighteen, he had already made preparations, but when faced with the reality, he found that all the preparations he had made were useless.

Ye Yuncheng was already in poor health, and the series of blows caused her to lie down on the bed. Although she complained about his dark complexion and his inability to speak, she loved the children the most.

Pei Xiuyan sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and gently kissed it: "Wife, Feng Xi and Mengyu are still in the hospital. Only when you've come to your senses can we comfort them, right?"

"He can be disobedient, he can be naughty, he can do nothing at home, he can be a nuisance, he can be annoying, but he can't die." Ye Yuncheng said with tears in her eyes. If even Xu Sichen and Bai Heng couldn't protect him, one can imagine what he had done.

Even with bombers, they couldn't bring back a whole body, so they couldn't even see it one last time.

Ye Yuncheng felt dizzy, but she had to take her medicine. Feng Xi and Mengyu were still in the hospital, and she had to go and be with them.

"They treated our children like this, I'll haunt them even as a ghost. I wish I could drink their blood and eat their flesh." Ye Yuncheng closed her eyes.

Pei Xiuyan placed Ye Yuncheng's hand in his own: "Wife, get some sleep and don't think too much."

He remained calm, as if nothing had happened, but his reddened eyes said it all.

Xu Mengyu hopes for a miracle every day. Wasn't that what happened to Li Fengmao? He was supposed to be crushed into mincemeat by a truck, but he ended up alive and well.

But a day, two days, a month passed, and no miracle happened. Leaders from above came, delivered the compensation, and even told them that Zheng Tianming could be buried in the martyrs' cemetery.

Xu Mengyu desperately pushed people away; as long as she didn't accept him, Zheng Tianming would still be alive.

With the family members so emotional, the people who came had no choice but to leave.

This was the first meal the family had eaten together since Zheng Tianming's accident. Xu Mengyu held her chopsticks, looking at the empty seat next to her, her heart bleeding.

But she wasn't the only one suffering here.

There was no laughter or chatter; everyone was quiet. The lion's head meatballs on the table remained untouched, as if Zheng Tianming would be the one to take them, and they were all left for him.

Xu Lu sat to the side, his head bowed low, tears falling into his bowl. He had written an essay earlier, saying that his father was a great hero, and his classmates had laughed at him. He regretted it. He wished that his father was not a hero, but just an ordinary man who could stay by his and his mother's side.

He put down his chopsticks and ran to his bedroom. He no longer had a father, and no amount of comforting could help; he was simply gone.

Afraid that her crying would be heard, Xu Lu hid under the covers and tightly covered her mouth...

This kind of life lasted for two months. Xu Mengyu hadn't appeared for almost half a year. Although she issued an announcement saying that she was not feeling well and was in a period of rest, her fans were still extremely worried.

After adjusting her mindset, she started an online live stream, turned off the tipping feature, and chatted with friends about everyday things, what they ate that day, and where there were fun places to go.

Seeing her haggard face and thin body, her fans couldn't help but worry and told her to rest more and not to push herself.

Xu Mengyu rested her chin on her hand and smiled, "I will take good care of myself. After all, I will be holding a solo concert in the second half of the year, and we can meet offline. Tell me where to find good food then."

She still has parents, children, a studio, and fans; she has to live.

Li Milui and Xu Sichen stood at the study door, worried that she might do something rash: "..."

"At first, I was hoping for a miracle to happen," Li Mirui said, leaning on Xu Sichen's shoulder.

Xu Sichen had his arm around Li Mirui, which was also the reason why Zheng Tianming absolutely refused to let him get involved...

Bai Miaomiao's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and she could only lie in bed. She didn't know what was happening outside, but she could still focus on her pregnancy and try not to cause trouble for her elders.

Pei Kaixin had been preparing for more than two months. He had set up the information network and then pressed a key heavily on the keyboard.

At that moment, everyone in the world, with a computer on and a mobile phone in use, received a short video that couldn't be turned off or restarted; they could only watch it patiently.

It was an ancient castle, and there were rows of grotesque and grotesque faces labeled with names and professions. Everything they did was shown to the whole world.

Pei Kaixin pressed his palms together against his forehead. As his older brother, he was helping him one last time. If he could, he wished there could be countless more times...