Xi Rubao stared blankly, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in her knees. Both her knees seemed uncontrollably like broken arms, causing her to fall to the floor.
She had never felt so clearly, the sensation of life slipping away bit by bit.
It was like watching Zuzi leave her, heading in the direction of Bao Gucheng.
At this moment, she too could genuinely experience the countdown of life inside her.
"Bao Er, what's wrong?" Gu Qiusha came to help her, "Don't be afraid, Grandpa passed away peacefully, without suffering, and went to a better world in his dream. We must respect his last wishes..."
She held back her sorrow, trying to comfort her daughter, thinking that Xi Rubao was scared by the old man's passing.
Xi Rubao slowly shook her head, hesitant to speak.
After a long while, she finally burst into tears, "I know. Mommy, I just remembered, at the wedding today, we were so busy that we forgot the bouquet toss, and my sister didn't catch the bouquet, boohoo!"
