Home, has she gone home? My body is still as cold, or perhaps even colder. But she no longer felt cold, she didn't feel pain, she couldn't feel blood flowing out, she just felt the warmth of the sun, which was very comfortable. Just like his soft gaze, her sweet smile, his warm palms, and the family affection she has never been able to have. The kind of warmth that has never been grasped is now spread all over the body without hesitation. Wrap yourself. A crystal tear slipped unconsciously from the corner of his eye, evaporating in the endless warmth. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
She saw them. I saw Chen's gentle smile in the afternoon sun. I saw Yang Yang's hands spread out in the morning light. I saw my father's tearful smile under the sun. I saw my mother's determined expression on the operating table. I saw grandma's snow-white lips full of proud rebuke. I saw Hong, his gentle eyes under the dim light. She smiled. He smiled softly. It turns out everything is so beautiful. So beautiful.
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