"Grandma! I want Grandma!" Little Xingxing cried as she rushed over.
Ji Muran was also overwheld with tears, and seeing Little Xingxing like this, she stepped forward to pick her up, but Little Xingxing struggled and refused to leave!
She was just a child, seeming to understand nothing, yet sohow understanding everything.
Little Xingxing was picked up, but still struggled with all her might, until she finally broke free. She went to the bedside, snuggling next to her father, and sobbed, "Grandma! Grandma, wake up! I thought if I gave you all my milk candy, you’d wake up, okay!"
Little Xingxing was sobbing, gasping for breath, and seed like she might just faint from crying at any mont.
Shen Wenzhou picked her up and comforted her, "Xingxing, don’t cry. Grandma just went sowhere far away, and one day, we’ll et again."
"Daddy, I want Grandma!" Little Xingxing refused to listen at all. Despite her age, she knew what it ant.
It represented that her grandmother had left her forever, and she did not want her grandma to leave!
But at this mont, Little Xingxing did not understand that this separation was not sothing her tantrums or undying love could prevent.
So separations are ant to happen.
The entire villa was imrsed in sorrow at this mont, and Song Ziyi rushed over as soon as she got the news.
However, she was ultimately a step too late, unable to see Ye Wanwan one last ti.
...
Ye Wanwan’s funeral was arranged for three days later.
Everything proceeded smoothly.
At the funeral, whether it was Shen Yi, Shen Wenzhou, or Ye Chaochao, they all held back their tears, appearing as if they had no feelings for the deceased Ye Wanwan, as cold as strangers with no concern.
Yet in their circle, everyone knew how much Shen Yi loved Ye Wanwan. Mr. Shen, over the years, had never done anything to wrong Mrs. Shen and always loved her wholeheartedly.
As for Shen Wenzhou and Ye Chaochao, they didn’t care about outsiders’ opinions.
They only hoped that even at the last mont, they could reassure their mother and let her know that they would live well.
The only one who understood nothing and just cried her heart out was Little Xingxing.
She could not accept losing her dearly beloved grandma, and only had the choice of crying.
The funeral concluded smoothly.
Everything continued as usual, seemingly unchanged, and yet everything felt different.
One day, Shen Yi suddenly told Shen Wenzhou, "I’m planning to go to Yunling Mountain to pray for your mom."
"Alright," Shen Wenzhou nodded in agreent.
After a mont of silence, Shen Yi continued, "If there’s nothing else, I won’t co back."
Upon hearing this, Shen Wenzhou paused in surprise but quickly nodded in agreent.
"Zhouzhou..."
"Dad, you don’t need to say anything, I understand," Shen Wenzhou interrupted Shen Yi, speaking earnestly.
Shen Yi smiled softly.
Shen Wenzhou also smiled slightly, "When are you going? Let take you there."
"Tomorrow," Shen Yi replied briefly.
Since Ye Wanwan’s passing, he had already made all the arrangents, and today was just about informing Shen Wenzhou. Whether he agreed or not, Shen Yi would go.
"Alright," Shen Wenzhou responded.
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