In addition to Xie Feifei's ashes in the cemetery, there are some relics of Nian Baichuan brought by Nian Che.

Although the two can't be together during their lifetimes, at least let Xie Feifei and Nian Baichuan have a tomb to be buried together after death, which can be regarded as a kind of sustenance. After all, what you can't do in life is a kind of comfort after death.

Ruoyu, who was immersed in sadness, was very moved, Zilong really had a heart.

After Xie Feifei's funeral, Ruoyu returned home.

After Xie Feifei's death, she couldn't sleep at all, and she only slept for an hour or two every day before waking up.

Every day, I stayed alone in my mother's room, lying on my mother's bed, looking at the oil painting painted by Nian Baichuan at the head of the bed until dawn.

At dawn, Ruoyu took a shower, went back to his room to change his clothes and went out.

She went to her mother's grave, knelt down, and looked at the picture of her mother smiling on the tombstone.

Tears, why not a single tear.

From Tianxiu's disappearance to her mother's suicide, the two most important people in her life left her, but she couldn't cry a single tear.

She only felt that her chest was very tight, like a big stone pressing down, extremely uncomfortable.

Ruoyu didn't notice the purple dragon not far away, and had been following her here since she left home.

In fact, Ruoyu has never found out that since the day Xie Feifei was hospitalized, Zilong went home every day after Ruoyu fell asleep to take a simple shower and change clothes, and then returned to the hospital to accompany Ruoyu.

Because Ruoyu's mind has always been on her mother, she didn't notice that Zilong was always by her side.

Later, Xie Feifei died, and Ruoyu was immersed in grief again, completely unaware that Zilong had been inseparable from her.

Zilong actually didn't want to disturb Ruo Yu, and even stayed with Ruo Yu from a distance many times.

As long as Ruoyu knelt in the cemetery, the tall figure behind her accompanied her for as long as she could.

Ruoyu didn't know how long she knelt in front of her mother's tombstone, and the sky gradually darkened.

Ruoyu, who was already afraid of the dark, didn't feel scared at all at the moment, she just wanted to spend more time with her mother.

Until the sky suddenly raindrops, Ruoyu still knelt in front of the tombstone and did not move.

The rain fell relentlessly, getting heavier and heavier, and dense raindrops fell on Ruoyu's body.

Soon Ruoyu's whole body was soaked, and his thin body staggered in front of the tombstone, and finally he couldn't support it and fell into the mud.

In a blur, her body rested on a firm chest, and the masculine heat sprinkled on her face in bursts.

She wanted to open her eyes and see who it was, but their eyelids were heavy.

I don't know how long it took, but she felt someone change her clothes, and she wanted to open her eyes to see who it was, but her eyelids were still heavy.

After a while, she could feel herself lying on the bed, and there seemed to be a lot of people next to the bed.

There were a lot of unfamiliar voices talking.

Then she felt something prick on the back of her left hand, and it hurt a little, and then the cold liquid flowed down the back of her hand into her body.

After a while, it seemed that the people around the bed had finished one after another, and the whole room was quiet again.

Suddenly, a large and incomparably warm hand tightly grasped her cold left hand, which felt amazing, as if it was giving her warmth and strength.

Although she was groggy, Ruoyu could still feel that it was a man who carried her back from the cemetery and was holding her hand at the moment.