Ning Yan gritted his teeth, as if he had made up some decision, and his eyes were stained with scarlet red.

Bai wanted to open the door with something, but he didn't see Ning Yanxin missing a slap on the bed.

Just as I was about to call someone, Ning Yan suddenly appeared in the corner, curled up in a ball.

Bai Xiang was stunned for a moment, quickly put down the food and rushed to her side.

Ning Yan didn't know how long she had been sitting on the ground, but at this moment she was cold all over and stared at her with a dull look.

"Ning Yan, you..."

Suddenly, Bai couldn't tell what he said.

I want to blame her, but it is not suitable now.

Bai Xiang took a deep breath, hugged her body, and said softly: "Why are you sitting on the ground? Your hands..."

Bai Xiang noticed that her hands were covered with blood and she couldn't see where the wound was.

Bai Xiang could no longer describe his mood at this moment, so he quickly helped her to the bed and pulled the quilt to cover her.

Ning Yan raised her head numbly, her lips were chapped, and suddenly grabbed Bai Xiang's hand and spoke expressionlessly: "Think about it, where is my mother?"

Bai Xiang felt a little nervous and hesitated how to answer...

But before Bai Yao could answer, Ning Yan's eyes had already dropped, and he hugged his legs with both hands.

"Isn't it cold for her to lie alone in the morgue?"

Ning Yan talked to herself alone, and suddenly pulled the quilt open and was about to get out of bed.

Seeing this, Bai wanted to grab her hand quickly, but did not stop him: "Put on your shoes, I'll accompany you!"

Did she know that her mother was in the morgue and was willing to accept this fact?

Ning Yan looked at her, and actually nodded obediently and put on her shoes.

When Ning Yan went out, there was not a single person outside, and she felt the sky was spinning in front of her.

Zhan Xicheng stood in the corner, holding his hands tightly, watching her leave, but he didn't dare to chase after her.

When I walked to the door of the morgue, I thought I was still pregnant and didn't go in.

Liu Bai followed her, watching her lift the towel on Ning's mother, and stared at her face with a dull look.

Bai Xiang was a little surprised!

She asked her to come to the morgue just to make her cry, just cry!

But she didn't expect that Ning Yan had no reaction except for her red eyes.

She was suppressing her emotions. If she continued like this, she would drive herself crazy.

Ning Yan stayed in there for a long time, without saying a word, and kept lowering her head.

When she came out, it was already two hours later, so she spoke up on her own initiative.

"Think about it, I want to pick up my mom tomorrow."

Bai Xiang agreed immediately, "Okay, I'll let Li Xiaobei go and arrange it, so that my aunt will definitely leave with peace of mind."

She said this to make Ning Yan feel better.

But Ning Yan suddenly sneered faintly, "She won't be at ease, because I..."

Ning Yan didn't finish her words, and her mother asked her to live well, as if she couldn't do it!

Bai Xiang didn't know what Ning Yan was thinking, but her reaction made Bai Xiang a little scared.

After returning from the hospital, Bai Xiang followed Ning Yan in an endless manner, afraid that she would do something extreme.

But it seemed that she was thinking too much. Ning Yan didn't do anything extreme from beginning to end, but instead prepared Ning's mother's funeral.

Even meals are not left out for three meals a day.

Now that the fear of thinking about it has turned into panic, Ning Yan's way of doing it made her creepy.

The funeral was scheduled to be the second day after returning from the hospital, and Bai Xiang didn't understand why he was so rushing.

I remember she asked once without a trace, and she replied faintly: "I'm done, I'm leaving!"

The departure from her mouth trembled her heart!

Who left?

Leaving this city, or...

die!

Today is eight chapters, and there will be updates tonight.
Chapter completed!