This process was very fast, and it only took three breaths. However, in this short period of time, the pain was like tens of thousands of sharp thorns, stabbing into his brain again and again, and then densely covering all his limbs and bones.
This kind of pain... even though he had strong endurance, he immediately lay on the bed, and rested his face on the clothes on the bed. Those were the clothes that Feng Tianlan used to wear.
"Lan'er..." Si Mobai panted heavily, the beads of sweat on his forehead blurring his vision. He rested his head on the set of clothes that she had worn before, as if she was right beside him.
He missed her very much. When he saw her, he missed her even more. He missed her so much that he wanted to hold her in his arms at all costs. When he thought about it, he did not care about anything else. He only wanted to be with her, even if it meant death.
"Ah!"
