Guan Ran left, walking peacefully.

She was wearing the dress that Shen Fanyin picked out for her, which was very beautiful.

Shen Fanyin buried her face in her palm, tears wrapped around her fingertips, but she couldn't wipe away her tears anymore.

All that remained in the room was the low sound of sobbing.

No one was crying loudly, they were all afraid that the crying would disturb the silence.

I don't know how long it was, maybe an hour, maybe a few minutes, Yang Chuchu whispered, "Fanyin, introduce yourself again, I'm Guan Ran's lawyer."

Shen Fanyin slowly sat up straight and nodded slightly, "Hmm."

Jing Zeheng took a step forward, grabbed her shoulders, and let her lean into his arms.

Yang Chuchu wiped away his tears, opened the folder in his hand, looked at Shen Fanyin and said, "Ran Ran said, her will will be read to you."

Shen Fanyin bit the tip of his tongue hard: "Okay."

She can't indulge in her own pain yet, she has to make sure that everything is safe and sound after Guan Ran's death.

Yang Chuchu walked up to Shen Fanyin and handed her an envelope: "This is left to you by Guan Ran, you can see for yourself."

Shen Fanyin took the envelope and nodded lightly, "Okay."

Yang Chuchu glanced at the folder and read softly: "The real estate in Guan Ran's name, the remaining deposits, and the insurance compensation will all be donated to the Girls Help Education Foundation. And she—"

Yang Chuchu took a deep breath and continued, "Her body will be donated to Anseong University School of Medicine."

"What did you say?"

Shen Fanyin stood up suddenly, and under the overexcitement, her eyes were dark, her body shook twice, and she was pulled into her arms by Jing Zeheng.

Shen Fanyin's breathing was extremely short, she shook her head vigorously, glared at Yang Chuchu and asked, "What did you say? Donate to medical school? That, that......"

Isn't that not even a holding of ashes?

Yang Chuchu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and handed the folder to her: "This is a copy of the donated body signed by Ran Ran, she ...... I made this decision a long time ago."

Shen Fanyin took the folder with trembling hands, looked at Guan Ran's signature on it, and his heart was like a knife.

The date was from November last year, and it was signed by Guan Ran shortly after he learned of his condition.

Shen Fanyin felt that the strength around her body had been drained, she leaned on Jing Zeheng's arms, trembling and unable to say a word.

Jing Zeheng held her firmly, he covered her ears with one hand, pressed her head into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "When are the medical school people coming?"

Yang Chuchu glanced at the time and whispered, "About half an hour."

Jing Zeheng nodded, lowered his eyes and said to Shen Fanyin, "Fanyin, sort it out for her."

Shen Fanyin looked at him, his eyes full of despair: "Brother, brother...... Would you like to figure out a way? Senior sister, she is so afraid of pain...... If she is dissected, she will, she will ......."

She couldn't take it anymore, her lips trembling and whimpering.

"Sanskrit."

Jing Zeheng pinned the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears, and her voice was soft but firm: "This is her choice, it is her wish, don't stop her, okay?"

"But ......"

"The grave is so dark, she'll be alone."

「……」

When Guan Ran was taken away by the teacher at the medical school, he reapplied his lipstick, touched up his makeup, and even smoothed out the folded skirt.

The smile was fixed on her face forever, and this short life came to an end in a hurry.

Maybe she was happy, after all, she achieved what she wanted on the last day of her life, after all, she did everything she wanted, after all, ...... She really won't hurt anymore.

Maybe she is unwilling, after all, she is just twenty-five years old today, after all, she has not seen the scenery she wants to see, after all, ...... She couldn't open her eyes again.

No one could see through her joy and anger anymore, and she just laughed, laughed, and left with a smile.

Everything about her will be erased little by little, the house will be sold like her will, and her body will become a medical student

The general teacher will eventually turn into a handful of earthly soil.

But what she left behind will be passed on. There will be more girls who will succeed in their studies because of her help, and there will be medical students who will learn more about the human body because of her.

She left, but she didn't seem to go far.

"Yinyin,

I want to say a lot, but I seem to have said it all once, so I won't waste pen and ink. Write you a list of my unfinished items, so you can't leave it out.

Don't cry anymore, don't miss me too much, don't tell Master I'm leaving (this matter will be left to you and Senior Brother to worry about it). Don't trust others too much, especially your peers, only peers are real hatred.

Guan Ran."

Shen Fanyin felt that she had a long, long dream.

In the dream, I went back to the time when I was in college, and there was Su Mu, and ...... Jing Zeheng who waited outside the north gate.

Many times she couldn't help but wonder, if she hadn't opened a store with Su Mu after graduation and wasn't so busy, would she have been able to discover Guan Ran's condition earlier, and if she could have been persuaded to treat it early......

Thinking about it, she cried again.

"Shen Fanyin, if you cry again, I will throw you in front of grandma, so that she will worry about you at an old age."

Jing Zeheng was rarely serious, and picked Shen Fanyin up from his bed.

It's been a week since Guan Ran left. Shen Fanyin told her grandmother that she was going on a business trip, occupied his bedroom, and secretly remembered it.

Shen Fanyin hugged the quilt, and her big eyes were swollen like peach pits.

She looked at Jing Zeheng, her eyes were dim and there was no brilliance.

Jing Zeheng's heart softened, and he sighed softly, he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to take her into his arms.

Patting her on the back to give her relief, he slowed down his voice and said, "Sanskrit is good, obedient, don't cry, okay?"

Shen Fanyin ignored him, and tears wet his clothes again.

As if knowing that he would never be angry with herself, she claimed to be the king and hegemon with him, venting her emotions unbridledly.

Jing Zeheng really couldn't get angry. Seeing her crying in her arms like a kitten, the cruel words he had just said were instantly forgotten by him, wiping her tears and coaxing softly, there are not as many good and obedient words as she has said in her life.

Shen Fanyin raised his hand, gently tugged at his shirt, and whispered, "Brother, I'll be sad for two more days, just two days, I promise to ......."

"Okay, good," Jing Zeheng rubbed her head, not caring if she would come again for "two days" after these "two days", he said, "Don't worry, grandma is fine, I just went to see her old man's house."

"Hmm."

Shen Fanyin continued to cry, tears fell down, and the tip of her nose was red.

When she cries, she is particularly pitiful, and her fragile appearance makes people want to pack up everything that makes her cry and blast it into outer space.

"Sir, sir, wait, Miss may not have woken up yet......

Suddenly there was a noise outside the door.

It's been a long time since such a loud voice has appeared here, and recently, everyone has been whispering, for fear that it will upset Shen Fanyin.

Jing Zeheng listened to Uncle Wang's eager voice, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

The door was pushed open, and the dusty Jing Yao appeared by the door.

"Sound ......"

He froze after just one word.

Looking at the two people hugging each other on the bed, a huge question mark slowly appeared in Jing Yao's mind.