The sky seemed to be falling.

The weather was already a bit gloomy, and suddenly heavy snow began to fall. It was so cold that I couldn't stand it.

The sad crying was still going on. Yan Shuhua only felt that her hands and feet were cold. In the end, she really couldn't stand anymore. She could not help but kneel on the snow, holding the snow tightly with both hands. The cold snow melted into water in her warm palms.

The crying and the shrill wind in her ears became louder and louder, making her heart sink to the bottom of a huge valley in an instant. It was as if a sharp knife was cutting her heart mercilessly, and it hurt so much that her face turned completely pale, an expression of near despair.

The tears from her eyes were left on the snow.

Her mind was completely filled with pain, completely! That young girl in her prime was now dead, and her bright future was buried in a desolate temple.

There were traces of struggle on Li Mei's arms, so it was expected that when she was dying, she must have kept shouting to see if anyone could come and save her, but her hopes were dashed again and again.

It's completely ruined!

Yan Shuhua felt a tightness in his chest, and his tears could no longer be controlled.

She was in so much pain all over her body. Who could save her? Please save her and help her get out of the abyss as soon as possible, because she was in so much pain... What should she do? Her pain came mainly from Li Mei's death, and the other half came from Li Mu's future. She was already in so much pain, how could Li Mu, who depended on Li Mei for life, bear this huge sorrow?

A pair of hands helped Yan Shuhua up from the snow. The strength of the arms supported Yan Shuhua's body, which was about to fall. Xiao Jinchu stretched out his hand to brush the snowflakes on her shoulders and whispered, "Shuhua."

Xiao Jinchu's voice was so gentle that it was like a ray of sunshine shining into her heart, causing her entire organs to expand and tears to flow wildly.

Xiao Jinchu originally planned to leave, but just as he was about to pack up and go out, he heard such a cruel thing.

Li Mei was murdered. On that snowy night, she was strangled to death in that lonely temple.

Although he didn't have much contact with Li Mei, she had that very innocent face, her hair hanging down on her chest, and her dimples sunken when she smiled. She was such a good girl, and now she's gone.

Xiao Jinchu could feel the grief that Yan Shuhua felt.

Although Li Mei was not her relative, she had already treated Li Mei as her own. He gave his broad shoulders to Yan Shuhua, letting her treat it as another point of pain. As long as she was fine, everything would be fine...

Having truly felt the pain of his loved ones' passing, Xiao Jinchu no longer wanted anything in his heart. As long as the people closest to him were well, wealth, power, and influence were not important.

Xiao Jinchu helped her to a place where there was no snow. At this time, Fan Xiaofeng, who came in from outside, took off the hat on his head, brushed off the snowflakes, and walked towards Yan Shuhua.

Yan Shuhua was crying on this side, while Li's mother was crying on the other side. The cries of the two were so one after another that he didn't know what to do. He walked back and forth in the snow with his hands behind his back. After walking for several rounds and calming down, he finally dared to speak.

"Shuhua, I think Li Mei must have been killed." Fan Xiaofeng said, "We found a bracelet on him, have you seen it?" After saying that, Fan Xiaofeng took out a bracelet from his pocket.

Yan Shuhua tightly grasped the bracelet, then pinched it tightly and placed it on his chest, with an extremely solemn expression on his face: "I have never seen it..."

"Could it be that the man killed your sister, and then the bracelet fell on her body?" Fan Xiaofeng felt that this was a good breakthrough. Since Li's sister was murdered, the murderer must be found, at least to give Li's mother some comfort.

Yan Shuhua shook her head. She couldn't listen to anything right now because she felt so guilty. Too guilty...

This happened because Li Mei just wanted to pick a herb. If she hadn't gone to pick it, this would never have happened.

All of this was her fault. She was sorry to Li Mei and Li's mother. She should take all the responsibility.

The tears dripping from the corners of Yan Shuhua's eyes fell drop by drop onto the floor. Those tears felt like they were dripping on her heart, making her heart skip a beat. Suddenly she felt dizzy and fell to the ground on the snow. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Xiao Jinchu in a daze.

Xiao Jinchu handed over the food in his hand: "Eat something."

Yan Shuhua hid herself in a corner. She didn't want to eat at all, and didn't think about these things at all. She just felt that she was deeply guilty and had killed Li Mei's innocent life. It was all her fault.

Self-blame made her want to go on a hunger strike. It seemed that only through this kind of self-torture could she find some psychological balance.

"Shuhua, it's not all your fault if something like this happens, so don't think too much about it, okay?"

Yan Shuhua buried her head between her legs, and cried again with her red and swollen eyes: "If I hadn't asked her to come over to help pick herbs, she wouldn't have gone up the mountain, and this wouldn't have happened."

Yan Shuhua hugged Xiao Jinchu, she just felt her heart aching so much, thinking that from now on, there would no longer be a person named Li Mei in this world, she really couldn't bear this cruel fact. She was already so hurt, let alone her mother.

After great difficulties, her father was cleared of all charges and the land was divided between the mother and daughter. They thought they would live a happy life, but who would have thought that such a sad thing would happen again.

"Jinchu, my heart hurts so much. If it weren't for me, this wouldn't have happened. All of this is caused by me. What should I do? I'm really sad." Yan Shuhua had no place to vent his pain.

The pain she felt at this moment was the same as the one she felt when she lost her grandfather before she was reborn. When her grandfather passed away, she locked herself in the room and didn't want to come out because it was so painful. The pain of losing a loved one cannot be described in words... Yan Shuhua thought of Li's mother's situation, she quickly wiped away her tears, and went to Li's house to see Li's mother.

Along the way, Yan Shuhua didn't know how many times he fell.

Mother Li was lying on the bed, dying. She had cried and vented her anger. Even though the house was surrounded by villagers who had come to visit her, she still felt cold in her heart, as if everything was gone.