Because the small town is very partial and close to the border, when Zhang Yunshu and Chu Muye arrived, they had been on the road for seven or eight hours. Zhang Yunshu was already a little tired. Chumuye meant whether she wanted to go to the hotel to have a rest. Zhang Yunshu was not in the mood to rest, so they went straight to the hospital.

The staff who found the hospital said the situation, and the staff led them to leave.

Zhang Yunshu felt more and more flustered as they walked behind the staff, because she found that the direction that the man took them to was not a ward at all, but took the hospital elevator all the way down to the first basement floor until they stood at the door of the mortuary.

Zhang Yunshu's legs suddenly paralyzed down, tears also with the rush rolling down, fortunately one side of Chu Muye greedy for her.

Zhang Yunshu covered his mouth and shook his head in a panic and said to the staff member,

"did you bring us to the wrong place

No one doesn't know what a morgue means.

The man looked at her and said indifferently,

"is Wang Xiaoyu's friend?"

Zhang Yunshu, with tears streaming down her lips, refused to answer, as if she would not have to face it.

At the same time, chumuye calmly answered, "yes."

Chumuye was also a man who had gone through the big waves. However, standing here, he only felt that he felt cold all over his body. The words he finally said were words, and his teeth trembled.

Seeing that they should have said nothing more, the man turned to open the door and walked in. He walked to one of the bodies and stood still,

"come and identify the person."

The brain of Zhang Yunshu, who was held in his arms by chumuye, was suddenly blank. After half a sound, the whole person cried out bitterly,

"no --"

his heart was broken, his voice was exhausted, and then his tears rolled down again.

The man was used to such pictures, and after a second look at them, he retreated to one side.

Chu Muye takes Zhang Yunshu to recognize people. Zhang Yunshu's legs stare at the spot and refuses to move. He is out of control and yells hysterically,

"no!"

I'm not going!

"It won't be a little fish, it won't be a little fish! She will come back to our wedding

Chumuye can only soothe her in a warm voice,

"maybe they made a mistake. We'll take a look. If it's not a small fish, we'll leave immediately."

At this time, Chu Muye could say anything else, although everyone knew that they could not admit their mistakes.

"Or, I'll help you..."

Chu Muye said again, and Zhang Yunshu shook his head in tears.

If it was Wang Xiaoyu, how could she not see her last time.

Last one, last one.

Zhang Yunshu did not even have the strength to walk, so he let Chu Muye walk by.

She couldn't help crying. She started to lift the white cloth covered with it, and a happy and beautiful face that she missed so much appeared in front of her, but there was no trace of temperature in the face at this time.

It was Wang Xiaoyu who lay quietly on the cold bed with her eyes closed, except for the faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Yunshu Zheng there, for a time did not know what kind of reaction he should make to face all this.

After half a sound, her shrill cry was heard again in the silent morgue,

"ah --"

"fish, get up, get up quickly."

It was she who got out of control and tried to help Wang Xiaoyu up.

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