Wen Xinya was picturing the scene of the stiff and cold body lying on the floor!
Wen Xinya was trapped deep in the nightmare of her Grampy dying in her past life. Even though Xu Zhenyu closed the windows of the car and adjusted the heater, she felt freezing and could not stop trembling. Her teeth were chattering as well as if she was frozen in the depths of hell and overwhelmed by fear.
Sharp cries rang in her ears as if they traveled through space. She could feel the familiar despair that dragged out certain hidden feelings from her heart. Wen Xinya blocked her ears with her hands and shook her head like a lunatic. She wanted so desperately for that empty, lost, desolated and sharp cries to leave her ears.
He'll be fine. Grampy will be fine!
Wen Xinya continued to tell herself that in her heart.
However, she could not suppress the growing fear in her heart. She felt trapped in terror that slowly destroyed her mind.