February skies.
There's a chill in the air.
The sun isn't very warm.
At least for Zeng Lan, the cold is bone-chilling.
Outside the courtyard, Gu An's vague figure stood on a tree, witnessing the entire process.
When Mother Zeng let go, the dancing Zeng Lan noticed.
She originally intended to turn back and meet her mother's gaze.
But that drooping, powerless hand and the instant disappearance of life, she detected them all.
Gu An saw Zeng Lan's face instantly turn terrified.
The whole person ran over in a panic.
Despite her Foundation Establishment, she even fell heavily.
When she got close, Mother Zeng had already departed.
"Mother!"
"Mother!"
"Are you joking with me?"
"You're lying to me, right? Get up, I won't dance anymore, I won't."
Voices rang out, filled with fear and despair.
It was a heart-wrenching despair.
Zeng Lan kept working hard just to let her mother live a good life.
But it had only just begun, only just begun.
