i Yechen lowered his head and asked the girl beside him in a low voice."No."When she was young, Bai Zhenhai and Xu Aijin were often away from home. Let alone taking her out to play, they didn't even h...Could this be what they call "a dying ember"

Before Xiao Chuan's third uncle fell seriously ill, his eyes were always bright. On that day, when he was close to death, he suddenly became lucid and said he wanted to go home. His family members sent him home as quickly as possible. After returning home, he smiled, took one last look at the house where he had lived for many years, and then closed his eyes peacefully.

It is said that before they die, the elderly will always make one request: I want to go home...

"No, sweetheart, we're not going home yet. You're still not well enough. We'll stay here and receive treatment for now... We'll take you back when you're better, okay"

Wang Shuxiang held her precious daughter's hand, tears streaming uncontrollably. She was so scared, terrified of losing her daughter forever. She couldn't bear to think about it, she wouldn't even dare to hear her daughter's words, which sounded like a last farewell......

"Dad, Mom." Xiao Chuchu tried very hard to hold her parents' hands, but she was too weak. Her voice was also very frail, as if every syllable was uttered with great effort.

"This life..."

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...to be your daughter...

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"I'm proud..."

Xiao Chuan and Wang Shu Xiang heard this, and instantly burst into tears.

After I left...

"Don't cry, don't be sad..."

Xiao Chuchu seemed to be leaving a last will, carefully and painstakingly dictating each word.

"...Live well..."

"...My daughter is just existing in a different way... She'll be in the sky, watching over you all, always with you..."Ou Yan asked softly.The little girl blushed even deeper, hesitated for a moment, then bravely walked up to her. "You, hello, Qing Yan. I really like your designs, I'm a hardcore fan of yours, and I......