"Mom, do you believe there's a soul after death?" Ye Mingmei's eyes sparkled, her lips parted softly.
Besides thinking this way, she couldn't think of another explanation.
Why did she always feel Yu Xiuzhun was beside her, yet she searched everywhere but couldn't see his shadow.
Except in dreams, where she could touch his presence, she had no way to see Yu Xiuzhun.
But even so, she couldn't explain why she could only feel Yu Xiuzhun's presence when she was here with Diwu Zexuan.
She really wanted to tell Su Yiru she didn't want to leave, that she wanted to stay in the place where she could dream of Yu Xiuzhun, feeling his presence.
But she was afraid, afraid everyone would think she had gone mad.
Little Meimei was still young, and couldn't stay in a hospital building forever.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Talking about life and death when you're about to be discharged!" Su Yiru gripped her hand tightly, nervously looking at Ye Mingmei's odd expression.
