The hall fell silent!
No one spoke.
Only the sound of rain pattering outside could be heard, the atmosphere growing increasingly somber.
All one could say is, humans are too fragile! Life is too short; cherish life, cherish everyone around you!
Xiang Yimo suddenly, without warning, grabbed Zhong Lingling's cold hand. The two exchanged a glance, needing no words, their hearts interconnected.
After a long while, Shen Zhixuan broke the silence.
"Lingling, I don't expect you to forgive Shanshan for what she did, but she's already dead. I hope you can let go of the bad memories caused by what she did in the past!" Shen Zhixuan said.
Zhong Lingling nodded. "Don't worry, I won't punish myself for someone else's mistakes! I'm fine!"
"That's for the best!"
Shen Zhixuan took out the original report from his bag and laid it on the table. "You should have seen this!"
Zhong Lingling nodded.
