The heartache and despair Liang Zixuan felt was like a bucket of cold water being poured directly onto her head. Her body immediately became completely cold, even the tip of her heart had become so cold that it stung.
The intense grief was like a net that covered Liang Zixuan's head, enveloping her with unbearable pain.
Qin Yu saw the change in her expression. She paused for a moment, then shook Liang Zixuan's stiff body and asked in a panic, "Auntie, what's wrong? What happened?"
What Qin Yu said made Liang Zixuan's heart ache like a flood. She could not stop her heart from pounding loudly, and even her mind went blank.
The cell phone suddenly slipped from her fingers. She suddenly got up from bed, put on her shoes and ran towards the door.
