That night, the lights in the emergency room were brighter than ever.

Jiang Sijue stood outside the door, and Mo Xinran also came to the hospital after hearing the news. Even Luo Yanmo, who had been flying abroad these days, anxiously took the last flight to China.

Only Shang Moxuan stood there, his expression dark and cold, without a trace of emotion.

"Brother Mo Xuan..."

Mo Xinran stepped forward to ask about the incident, but was stunned by Shang Moxuan's sudden coldness.

The elegance and nobility were gone from those black eyes, leaving only endless depth.

For a long time, a name slowly came out of Shang Moxuan's mouth——

"Shang, Han, Xia."

The moment Mo Xinran heard the name, he was stunned on the spot, and then he felt the chill creep up from his back bit by bit along his spine, and he could hardly stand still.

"She remembers...?"

Shang Moxuan pursed his lips and spoke slowly after a long time, "I don't know...I just heard Jiang Sijue say...Xia Xin...jumped down from upstairs..."

Mo Xinran shivered and jumped down...?

Could it be that... Xia Xin remembered something?!

"I guess I was stimulated..." Shang Moxuan straightened his hair, "I was stimulated by Ye Yiling..."

"Brother Mo Xuan...are you okay...?"

Mo Xinran looked at Shang Moxuan with a little worry, then hugged him, "Brother Mo Xuan..."

Shang Moxuan lowered his eyelids and said to Mo Xinran, "Ranran... accompany me to see her."

Mo Xinran nodded and followed Shang Moxuan out of the hospital.

After getting in the car, Mo Xinran fastened his seat belt and tilted his head to look at Shang Moxuan.

"Brother Mo Xuan...do you miss her?"

The worry in his eyes is clearly visible.

Shang Moxuan took a deep breath and nodded, but the red circles under his eyes betrayed his pretense of calmness.

Mo Xinran lowered his head and looked at his palms.

Shang Moxuan...don't be so sad...

Mo Xinran knew who Shang Moxuan was thinking about.

That woman was a heaven-like existence in Shang Moxuan's life.

When he lost her 3 years ago, Shang Moxuan held her body and cried heartbreakingly in the heavy rain.

When he lost her 3 years ago, Jiang Sijue knelt in front of her grave and committed suicide by slitting his wrists.

When he lost her 3 years ago, Luo Yanmo went crazy and stabbed people around him, and was imprisoned in a detention center.

When he lost her 3 years ago, Xiang Yushuo performed the operation on her personally and knelt down beside the operating table.

When he lost her 3 years ago, Jiang Xiaxin collapsed next to her covered in blood.

When I lost her 3 years ago, I was mentally stimulated and suffered from autism. It took a year for me to recover.

Mo Xinran closed her eyes, unwilling to recall that night three years ago, Shang Moxuan's scarlet eyes, Jiang Sijue's desperate roar, Luo Yanmo's furious behavior, and Xiang Yushuo's trembling roar.

The sound of gunfire tore through the entire sky. Mo Xinran hugged her head and opened her eyes suddenly, only to find that Shang Moxuan had stopped the car, opened the passenger door, and reached out to her.

"Ranran, let me carry you down."

As soon as her nose became sour, Mo Xinran's tears fell down without any warning.

Shang Moxuan held Mo Xinran in his arms and walked into the cemetery gate.

When he arrived at the destination, Mo Xinran jumped off Shang Moxuan, biting his lips, eyes red, touching the tombstone, his lips trembled slightly, and he only uttered two words -

"Xia Xia..."
Chapter completed!