Huo Yunxiao gently stroked Shen Mu's wrist and asked, "Does it hurt?"
He then said, "My heart hurts, my dear."
Huo Yunxiao raised his hand and pressed it against his chest, as if he needed to punch his heart to ease the pain. He leaned against Shen Mu, breathing heavily with his head down.
Despite his bloodshot eyes, he didn't shed a tear.
He was very sad, so sad that he felt like he was going to die, but he couldn't cry.
When Shen Mu's heart was on the verge of stopping on the hospital bed, he couldn't control his tears.
But now, with Shen Mu's body lying in front of him, Huo Yunxiao felt like his tear ducts were locked.
He stayed in the morgue for half an hour before finally walking out.
Ou Jin looked at him nervously and said, "Yunxiao..."
Huo Yunxiao glanced at him, his eyes calm and frightening.
"She wanted to be buried next to her mother. Let Han Cheng handle it."
Ou Jin was a little stunned, "Huh?"
