Yu Feng forcefully pulled up his wife. "You mustn't be like this, you have to be strong."
"Wu wu... Jingchen... Mom can't live without you, Mom doesn't believe you're gone." Wen Rufeng cried out in despair, her mind filled with images of Yu Jingchen just born, he was so small, the treasure of the entire Yu Family, raised in the palms with utmost care.
She had a perfectly healthy son, how could he be gone like this? Why was he gone?
No, she absolutely does not accept this result, she wants her son.
The black business car drove over in the midst of swirling snowflakes, crunching through the screeching snow.
Kneeling on the ground, Wen Rufeng squinted her eyes, enduring the snowflakes that continuously flew into her eyes, saw the familiar license plate, and excitedly slapped her husband, calling out intermittently with tears flowing. "Hus...band...look, quickly look...our son has come back, our son...our son..."
