Ye Tianjing carried his mother into the ward. Watching the backs of the trio, a flash of envy passed through Ye Ranran's eyes.
No matter what, Ye Tianjiao was fortunate, she had family who loved her dearly.
But what about her? The only person who had been kind to her was now nowhere to be found.
"Have you seen enough? If so, let's go." One interrupted Ye Ranran's thoughts.
Her sadness was truly overwhelming, like a tangible web, densely wrapping around her.
One really didn't want to endure it any longer. He found that he'd rather see her pretending to smile maliciously than witness the sadness in her.
"No, there is a final step left."
Ye Ranran pulled away from One's arms, squatted slightly, and picked up the white frame from the ground.
This was something she had specifically asked the nurse to leave behind.