"Mom, do you believe there’s a soul after death?" Ye Mingmei’s eyes sparkled, her lips parted softly.

Besides thinking this way, she couldn’t think of another explanation.

Why did she always feel Yu Xiuzhun was beside her, yet she searched everywhere but couldn’t see his shadow.

Except in dreams, where she could touch his presence, she had no way to see Yu Xiuzhun.

But even so, she couldn’t explain why she could only feel Yu Xiuzhun’s presence when she was here with Diwu Zexuan.

She really wanted to tell Su Yiru she didn’t want to leave, that she wanted to stay in the place where she could dream of Yu Xiuzhun, feeling his presence.

But she was afraid, afraid everyone would think she had gone mad.

Little Meimei was still young, and couldn’t stay in a hospital building forever.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Talking about life and death when you’re about to be discharged!" Su Yiru gripped her hand tightly, nervously looking at Ye Mingmei’s odd expression. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Hearing her words, she was afraid Mingmei would not be able to cope.

"I was just asking." Ye Mingmei lifted her head quietly, her eyes calmly meeting Su Yiru’s gaze.

Even when her hand was pinched painfully, she didn’t utter a sound.

Seeing her response, Su Yiru finally relaxed, "No one knows if there’s a soul, but even if there is, the living and the dead are separated and can’t be together."

"Mrs. Ye, Miss Ye, everything has been packed and moved to the car downstairs, and Mr. Jie and the others are waiting downstairs, ready to leave now?"

The nurse walked in from outside and asked respectfully.

"It’s ready so quickly..."

Ye Mingmei murmured to herself, a deep sense of reluctance rising in her heart as she looked at the hospital room she had stayed in for a month.

"A hospital is an unlucky place; everyone wishes to leave as soon as possible. Yet here you are, like you’re addicted to staying. Let’s go, I’ll carry the little girl for you." Su Yiru said, moving forward to pick up little Meimei from the crib.

She didn’t give Ye Mingmei much time to hesitate and had her leave the ward.

Until she entered the elevator, Ye Mingmei remained absent-minded.

Watching the hospital room grow farther and farther away, she felt Yu Xiuzhun was also fading away from her...

"Ding—"

The elevator arrived.

Ye Mingmei’s footsteps halted suddenly, unwilling to step in.

"Waa—"

As if sensing the aura of departure, little Meimei, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly started crying heartbreakingly.

"Let’s go quickly, even little Meimei is crying." Su Yiru didn’t understand; upon hearing Meimei, she hurriedly urged Ye Mingmei.

Ye Mingmei hesitated for a few seconds before finally stepping into the elevator.

Taking her daughter from Su Yiru’s hands, she looked at her little face that resembled Yu Xiuzhun, gently poking her cheek with her long finger.

This was the greatest gift Yu Xiuzhun had left her.

Watching the elevator door slowly close before her, Ye Mingmei felt as if something inside her was instantly hollowed out...

-

In the dim sickroom.

Diwu Zexuan’s tall figure stood by the window, gazing at the cars below the experiment building, watching Ye Mingmei and her daughter get into the car, his eerie eyes slightly flickering as he turned to glance at Yu Xiuzhun on the hospital bed.

On the bed, Yu Xiuzhun still lay quietly asleep.

His handsome face, deep features, perfectly illuminated in the dim light.

The long-term coma had left his face pale, yet it didn’t affect the noble aura that was both righteous and evil.

Yu Xiuzhun, your wife and daughter are leaving, aren’t you anxious?

"Bang—"

The sickroom door was suddenly pushed open, as an assistant rushed in with excitement and joy on their face.

"Master, we’ve found it! Mr. Jiang Jinchen just sent word that we’ve located the herbs we’ve been searching for!"