"Can you ask them to put more blankets on Ni Ni? I'm worried she might get cold,"
The mother of the little girl lay in her husband's embrace within the misty morgue, unable to stop sobbing.
Xue Mingqin had already started to wipe away her tears.
Li Shuru also had her eyes brimming with unshed tears.
"It's okay, this child, she has suffered enough. Now, she can finally sleep well without having to cry out in pain anymore,"
The man's voice was hoarse, carrying a smile, yet it conveyed an indescribable sadness and desolation.
"In a few days, it would have been Ni Ni's birthday. We promised to take her to the amusement park..."
The woman's tears fell like rain, clutching her husband's arm tightly.
Xue Mingqin couldn't hold back any longer and ran out.
"Next life."
Looking at the white cloth-covered bed, the man murmured, "This is a secret between me and Ni Ni, I told her not to tell you. We made a pact, in the next life, she would still be my daughter."
"Wu..."
