Zhao Ruoshan took a breath and stared at the ceiling without saying a word.

Murong Shang knew that she would not be able to recover from the great sadness at once, so he put a hand on her slender back and comforted her, "I will always be by your side, Shan'er..."

She was stunned for a moment, thinking of her dream just now, and then suddenly thinking of the scene that happened in her bedroom two years ago. Her face, which was originally rosy, instantly turned pale as paper.

Huo Di waved his arm and pushed his arm away, sat up, bent down to put on his shoes, and got out of bed.

"Thank you for your help and care, it's time for me to go."

Murong Shang thought she was sad again and immediately stood in front of her, "Where can you go? Just stay here obediently and wait until you find a place to live before moving, okay?"

Zhao Ruoshan's heart was tangled and complicated. Facing Murong Shang, she couldn't say a word.

Three years ago, he failed to keep the appointment as scheduled. Later, when he showed up, she began to feel a little guilty.

She actually felt that she had betrayed him.

At this moment, when she was in the most pain, it was him who appeared beside her again.

She raised her eyes and looked at Murong Shang, "I don't like it here."

"Then let's change the place again. If you want, we will change it immediately!"

"No!" Zhao Ruoshan took two steps irritably, "I just don't like you, do you understand? I don't want to see you!"

A deep sense of loneliness flashed across the man's eyes. After a moment's pause, he said calmly, "If you don't want to see me... I'll leave immediately. You have nowhere to go now. Just stay here for the time being. Tell the servant what you want."

Say, they will do it for you."

He walked to the door, remembered something, and continued, "The cup has been repaired, and the ashes of uncle and aunt have been found. They are all in the next room. I have arranged the funeral. It will be seven days later.

Will come to pick you up."

Looking at the tall and lonely figure of the man, Zhao Ruoshan felt indescribably uncomfortable.

His two fists hanging by his sides were still wrapped in gauze...

But she didn't want to say anything. She still couldn't accept the fact that her parents left...

Murong Shang paused, as if he wanted to hear her words of persuasion to stay.

However, Zhao Ruoshan still remained silent.

Murong Shang clenched his fists and left immediately.

After a while, Zhao Ruoshan finally came back to his senses.

She sat on the sofa in a daze and glanced around the huge bedroom, but she felt more and more uncomfortable.

She thought that she would feel better if she couldn't see him...

Thinking of what he said was next door, I immediately walked out.

The cups have been repaired very well and have been cleaned. If you don't look carefully, there is no difference from their previous appearance.

The two jars next to it are the ashes of Professor Zhao and Mother Zhao.

Zhao Ruoshan hugged two jars and cried hysterically again.

Murong Shang stood quietly at the door, looking at the girl crying loudly inside, and felt pain in his heart.

How much he wanted to accompany her and give her a warm embrace...

……………………

It's been two days, and Murong Shang has really never appeared again.

The death of his parents and being alone caused Zhao Ruoshan to fall into a great panic.

Sometimes she would be scared to be alone during the day, let alone at night.

But as long as she fell asleep, she could sleep peacefully until dawn.

All night long, it felt like someone was holding her.

But Zhao Ruoshan never thought that it would be Murong Shang.

The third night——

She was about to make a call, but suddenly she remembered that her phone was missing.
Chapter completed!