After saying that, big teardrops rolled down her cheeks. She grabbed Yan Xia's hand again.
"Mom... Mom..." she sobbed softly, feeling so attached and reluctant to part. The data on the electrocardiogram began to fluctuate violently.
Yan Xia held her hand tightly and told her, "Mengfan, don't be afraid. Mom is always here."
Lan Mengfan cried bitterly, "Mom, I don't want to die..."
Yan Xia felt as if struck by lightning. Her expression froze on her face. She knew everything, understood everything, but had always endured and dared not say anything. Now, perhaps she sensed something and knew she couldn't hold on any longer, so she cried and said she didn't want to die.
She could only open one eye wide, with deep fear in it. She grabbed Yan Xia's hand tightly because she trusted her mom. In her eyes, her mom was a tough person who could overcome any difficulty.
She cried and said, "Mom, I want to live with Dad and Mom... I want to stay with Mom forever and ever, never to be separated..."
The fear in her eyes was so profound.
All along, she knew she was different from other children, but she was not inferior because Mom and Dad Fang loved her just as much. She wrote down everything Mom and Dad did for her in her diary, just hoping that she could always remember these things and repay them well in the future.
Now Dad was back, and their family of four was living together. The happy days had just begun...
A mouthful of blood gushed out from her mouth and nose. She couldn't say another word.
The medical equipment beside her beeped loudly, as if counting down the end of her life.
Lan Mengfan's eyes were wide open, always looking at Yan Xia, empty, helpless, pitiful, and expectant. It seemed that as long as she held Mom's hand, she was not afraid of anything, even the path ahead.
It was just that in this lifetime, she would never be able to... repay Mom...
"Mom..." she murmured weakly. The last glimmer of light in her eyes disappeared, and it gradually dimmed.
The hand held in Yan Xia's went limp and slipped out of her hand, softly falling on the hospital bed.
Yan Xia looked at that hand and heard the long beep of the equipment in her ear. Her scalp and face went numb. This feeling devoured all her senses, making her feel nothing but heartache.
In an instant, it seemed as if her internal organs were about to ache and vomit.
The whole world turned pale. There was a buzzing in her ears, and she couldn't hear any sound.
"Ah!" she cried hysterically.
As if feeling too suffocated, she couldn't bear to look into Lan Mengfan's last look in the eyes, couldn't look at her unwilling pupils. She suddenly turned around and ran outside, but bumped into Lu Qianzhou's arms. Lu Qianzhou didn't say a word.
Yan Xia didn't know who the person in front of her was, didn't know what she was going to do. She only knew that if she didn't find a support at this moment, she would fall to the ground and cry loudly.
So she hugged Lu Qianzhou tightly and cried loudly in his arms, as if all the worries, grievances, and sadness of these days were all vented out.
Lu Qianzhou's face was gloomy. He held her in his arms. He was extremely reluctant to see this woman cry, especially for someone else.
But at this moment, her tears were so hot that they all fell on the clothes on his chest, wetting them. It seemed that since he met her, he had never seen her so hysterical for someone.
She hugged him and cried for a long time until she was exhausted. Then she let go of him. Her two eyes were swollen like walnuts, and she walked out in a daze.
Fang Jiangyi silently followed her. When asked what to do with Lan Mengfan's body, he thought there was already the best way. Lan Yuzhou was here, and he probably didn't want to see his daughter still drifting restlessly after death. It was time to hand Lan Mengfan over to him.
In the following days, Yan Xia didn't go out. She locked herself in the room, closing the door and curtains. She couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and couldn't even cry. She couldn't find a way to vent her emotions.
Fang Jiangyi put down his work to accompany her and tried not to let her see anything related to Lan Mengfan.
She locked herself in the room, and her whole state was very bad. Fang Jiangyi knew that this couldn't go on. She must receive psychological counseling, or she would suffocate herself.
But before he could find a psychologist, Lu Qianzhou had brought someone uninvited. Mu Rui had always been Lu Qianzhou's psychologist. This time, Lu Qianzhou called him to give Yan Xia psychological counseling.
Unexpectedly, when the two of them came to the old house of the Cheng family, Fang Jiangyi didn't welcome them at all. He regarded himself as the master of the house and naturally stopped them from entering.
Lu Qianzhou didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. "Who gave you the right to stop me from seeing my girlfriend? What's her current situation? Can you take responsibility if anything happens to her?"
"Mu Rui is very capable. Let him give Yan Xia a psychological guidance. Maybe it can untie her knot."
The bodyguards opened the way, and he smoothly entered the villa and went straight to the second - floor room. But Yan Xia locked herself in the room and couldn't open the door. Fortunately, Fang Jiangyi brought the key to open it. Although they didn't like each other, they were now aiming for the same goal, so they reached a short - term consensus.
The door opened, and the stuffy air in the room rushed out. The room was not lit. Lu Qianzhou was afraid that suddenly turning on the light would scare her, so he groped into the room to find her.
Fang Jiangyi originally wanted to follow in, but two bodyguards blocked him at the door and even closed the door.
Inside the room, Lu Qianzhou had adapted to the dim light. He scanned the room with his eyes and finally found her on the carpet under the sofa near the window. She was sitting there, hugging her knees and burying her face in her legs.
He came to her side, squatted in front of her, and reached out to touch her cold hand.
"Why don't you turn on the light?" he asked, trying to restrain himself.
Yan Xia didn't answer.
"Why didn't you reply to all the messages I sent you?"
"Cheng Yan Xia, you're more and more ignoring me. You dirtied my clothes that day, and you haven't compensated me yet."
Yan Xia didn't respond to any of his words.
"I've seriously considered what you said last time. You said the capital is a place that brings you pain. I can leave here with you. I'll accompany you wherever you want to go. You can do whatever you like, but on the condition that you stop deliberately hurting me and distancing yourself from me."
He seemed to want to pour out all his heartfelt words during this period, regardless of whether she could listen at the moment.
"What should I do to make you cheer up? Let Peng Shiyi pay with her life?" He reached out and stroked her hair, his eyes deep and sharp. "Wait. You'll soon hear good news from me."