Zhan Zhao paused for a moment, turned his head to look at her, and saw that the look of despair and innocence still remained on the woman's face. She looked at him and asked desperately as if grasping the last straw:
"He's alive, isn't he? Isn't he?"
"... Dead."
He looked at her pitifully, not knowing what to say. The woman closed her eyes silently, her lips opening and closing unbearably. In the end, she couldn't say anything, but the tears flowed more and more.
So Zhang Long and Ma Han took her quietly past Zhan Zhao. They nodded slightly to him, but the woman did not look at him again, but Zhan Zhao clearly heard the last words from her mouth:
She said: "If there is an afterlife, holding hands and looking at each other, I will wake up from the dream and sigh in vain..."
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