"Don't come over!"
Mo Yunchen's deep and somewhat aged voice sounded, faintly laced with pain.
Mo Yuyan stopped his movement.
"She's tired, don't disturb her!"
Mo Yunchen bowed his head slightly, looking at Qin Qin, who lay silently with no breath in his arms. Her lips were slightly raised, her face still so beautiful, so beautiful it seemed as if he had returned to the moment they first met.
Mo Yuyan looked pained, able to sense that his mother, Qin Qin, had no breath left.
His most beloved mother had left, truly left.
"Dad, let me take mom back."
"No need."
Mo Yunchen's aged and deep voice sounded, "Yuyan."
"Dad, I'm here."
"Bury me and Qinqin on this mountaintop."
"Dad!" "Dad!"
Several voices sounded, as Mo Yuchu and Mo Yuxin strode forward.
"Don't come over, let me stay with her. She left, how could she bear to leave me here alone? I want to go accompany her."
Mo Yunchen turned his head to kiss Qin Qin's forehead lovingly.
