She clearly felt that her life was slipping away bit by bit.
Feng Ming held her hand tightly, "Don't say sorry to me. I won't let you die, no."
"Live well. Wait..." The last word "I" was as thin as a mosquito thread and barely audible.
Feng Ming held her tightly, not letting go, nor daring to let go.
He was afraid that if he let go, he would lose everything.
When Zhou Jin and the others arrived, they saw Feng Ming holding her in his arms, not saying a word, his bright red blood staining the ground beneath their feet.
A week later, when the Bei family saw Bei Yutang again, they saw only a tombstone.
Bei Anguo, Bei Mu, and Bei Yifeng caught the three of them completely off guard.
They hadn't had the chance to ask her clearly, and they still had resentment in their hearts, but when they stood in front of her grave and looked at that smile, everything disappeared.
That night, Bei Yifeng had a dream. In the dream, there was her, his parents, and Zhao Baoer. He was like a bystander, watching everyone having fun, talking and laughing, except for a thin figure standing in the corner.
She stood there with a thin figure, looking at them with a pair of big eyes full of longing. However, everyone seemed to have forgotten her existence. She was like someone forgotten in a corner, looking at the family with loneliness and envy.
Bei Yifeng looked at the face. It was a familiar face, yet it felt strange.
That face did not have the boldness or calmness he was familiar with, but only timidity and caution.
Bei Yifeng watched her interact with them cautiously, trying to do everything well, but always making mistakes. However, in his dream, he did not see her uneasiness or her efforts, but only dissatisfaction and a hint of disgust in his eyes.
Bei Yifeng was shocked by his own behavior and woke up from his dream. After waking up, he felt depressed and uncomfortable.
He did not tell Bei Anguo and Ling Yue about his somewhat absurd and incredible dream. He didn't know that they were also in this dream when he fell into it.
The three of them had a tacit understanding and no one had ever revealed anything to the other.
Bei Yifeng thought it was just a coincidence, but he had the same dream on the second, third, and fourth day, and the situation he saw in each dream was different.
He saw Yutang being isolated and bullied in school.
He saw her return home, being criticized by her mother and being hypocritically comforted by Zhao Baoer.
He saw his own indifference and his father's neglect in his busy life.
Helpless, she could only hide in a corner, silently licking her wounded self. Looking at her curled up body, tightly wrapped in her arms, her frail figure exuded a deep loneliness and uneasiness.
Every time he saw her like this, his heart ached so much. He wanted to rush forward and wake up that foolish self of his.
He watched helplessly as she walked towards destruction step by step, and watched the light in her eyes disappear bit by bit under their indifference, until only despair was left in the end.
When she saw what Zhao Baoer said to her, she revealed the conspiracy behind all these years.
Seeing her tell her father and her relatives with hope, but they didn't believe her words, her only hope and salvation was completely shattered by their ruthless ridicule.
At that moment, Bei Yifeng clearly felt the despair and hatred coming from her.
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