Shangguan Dehui, looking exhausted, came downstairs and said to Zheng Lingling, "Mom and Dad were too heartbroken during the day and have already fallen asleep. Tingting isn't doing too well either. It's tough for you, brother-in-law, and Xianjing to take care of Yangyang here."
Zheng Lingling nodded her head, "Dehui, rest assured, I'll take good care of Yangyang. You should go take care of Tingting. I'm worried Yangyang might not be able to cope with the loss..."
Sun Wu said, "Brother-in-law, we are all one family—there's no need for talk of hardship. Yangyang's sudden departure has left all of us deeply saddened. To think such a good child could just... sigh... it really seems like the good die young!"
Shangguan Dehui painfully pinched his temples, "Maybe that was just Yangyang's fate..." After pausing, he continued, "Sister, brother-in-law, I'll go upstairs first then."
"Go on, get some sleep. You'll feel better. The deceased has passed on, the living must go on!"
