day of my burial. 。A heavy blanket of clouds hung low, pressing down like a suffocating weight. Lin Jinran, dressed in a thin black garment, stood alone holding an urn, his eyes vacant as he watched t...The little sister didn't know who they were talking about. She only heard the last part, "I think he's just like his sister." Maybe they were from the same place. 。Moreover, they were all standing before their own doors. Since they knew he had a sister, it naturally occurred to them that he might have one too. 。 clutched a pillow, her face wary as she stood at the doorway, staring at Mu Shaocheng."I'm sorry, I've let you down." Mu Shaochen hadn't been able to sleep well these past few days, his face haggard...