"If possible, I want to hold a funeral for her."
Ye Ran closed her eyes, trembling, and let a single tear slide down.
"Alright." Lu Linshen replied in a low voice.
They drove through the night to Yangcheng. Ye Ran did not want to rest, nor could she fall asleep, so she had the driver take her straight to the Central Hospital, where she saw Zhang Jingxian one last time.
She lay on a pristine, icy bed, covered by a thin white sheet.
Her face, usually so grimy, had been wiped spotlessly clean.
Ye Ran finally saw her features clearly. According to the police identification, Zhang Jingxian was only thirty-three years old; she had been only twenty-three when she was abducted into the mountains.
Such a vibrant life...
"I will live well on your behalf. You were my mother's savior, yet I can do nothing for you. Sister, when all of this is over, I will take you home."
Ye Ran held Zhang Jingxian’s cold hand and whispered into her ear.
Suppressing the bitterness in her heart, she handed the body over to the nurse.
Chapter 95