When the white cloth was lifted, Lu Rufeng was lying on the bed, pale as paper, with his deep eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

Jian an was stiff, shaking her head with a wooden expression, and said to herself, "no! Impossible! You lied to me. It must be a dream. It's not true! "

Guan Shaoqing is angry, but he pulls people up and puts Jian'an's hand on Lu Rufeng's chest, "Jian'an! Wake up, do you want to deceive yourself! Lu Rufeng is dead! He doesn't have a heartbeat, can't you feel it! "

Jian An's blood seems to be frozen. The body under the palm of her...