All places are lively, but this one-

Bleak, silent.

There were even a few undried blood stains on the ground, and there were a lot of white daisies that had been torn off next to the little red bloodstains.

If he remembers correctly, the white daisy is what You Ziyu likes, and it is also what Lan Ember likes now.

White daisies?

Chu Jiangmo slowly squatted down and stretched out his hand to pick up the white petals that fell in the bloodstains.

Those clear and translucent eyes seemed to be still in front of them.

"There are no more daisies here."

General Chu muttered silently, looking at the scattered petals and broken branches in the flower bed.

A kind of sadness spread in my heart.

The conversation between You Ziyu and Lan Yan in the ward, he heard it clearly outside.

Daisy, for this piece of daisy, gave his life.

But You Ziyu didn't know that there wasn't a daisy behind him that was still alive at all.

He was so happy when he left, he must have thought that he had taken good care of this daisy.

That's fine, and you'll be happy when you leave.

Chu Jiangmo sat on the cold stone bricks, and then found that sitting here, he could take in all the scenery of the back garden.

You Ziyu was like this before, sitting here alone, looking at this world that was incompatible with herself?

And this world ······

"You Ziyu, this is the world you feel warm." General Chu muttered silently, and his heart couldn't help but be sad.

Exclusion between children, money disputes between adults.

It's ridiculous to say that everyone who comes to the back garden is here to argue.

Chu Jiangmo felt that all this was really a mockery, this was the world that You Ziyu cherished, full of filth.

It was originally a backyard for people to relax, but now it has become a place of contention.

Chu Jiangmo closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the world.

He just wanted to sit here and spend the last night with You Ziyu.

That little guy is so afraid of being alone. It was his favorite place, and if no one was here today, he wouldn't be at ease when he left.

The little one is gone, but the grief is left to the people who live in this world and care about him.

Darkness has once again descended on the whole world.

The white daisies flutter in the wind, revealing their proud figure.

When Moran opened his eyes, he saw endless darkness, and he was in a thorny cage with nowhere to hide, a web of white daisies.

She was trapped in a cage and couldn't break free.

"Kid."

"Brother."

"Kid."

"Brother."

These two words were pronounced repeatedly in Moran's mouth.

As I read it, tears fell without warning.

In a cage bound by thorns, Moran Ember had no desire to struggle.

Because the cage is full of white daisies, and it is full of hope.

She didn't want to escape, because she had nowhere to go after escaping.

She didn't want to escape, because when she opened the white daisy, it was a sharp thorn.

She was afraid of pain.

Otherwise, stay in this place for the rest of your life.

"Sister Lan Ash."

"Mom."

The two immature voices rang out in Moran's ears.

A sound of Sister Lan Ash and a sound of mother were like hitting Mo Lan Ash's heart.

It hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

The call from loved ones is the deadliest.

Moran Ember lowered his head, slowly stretched out his hand, looked at the white daisy lying in the palm of his hand, and wept silently.

At least she can live in her own fantasy.

At least here, her children, her younger brother are there.