She immediately said, "Ms. Qiu Ran has been rescued and died. Mr. Huo stayed alone in the morgue for three days and three nights, and did not eat or drink. Anyone told him to ignore it. He was like a puppet. The morgue is on the 18th floor. If you are a family member, you should hurry and persuade!"

"Thank you!"

Lu Chaoyang’s heart rushed to the morgue, and when he opened the door, he was smoked by the white mist. The gloomy atmosphere inside gave her a bit of coldness from the soles of her feet, forcibly opened her eyes and slowly walked away. Go in.

Huo Yunxiao leaned against the wall next to the body, motionless, like an ice sculpture.

He lowered his head, his hair shattered his eyes, and the suffocating side of his face could not see any emotions.

Lu Chaoyang even took a lighter step, and his body exudes a cold atmosphere, which seems to be colder than the temperature between the mortuaries.

There was a hint of fear in her heart, her eyes narrowed, and her eyes were full of self-blame and guilt.

This led to the occurrence of such a thing, because she was kind enough to do bad things.

There is also a mother, Huo Yunxi’s mother got this mental illness.

If it wasn't for her identity, Qiu Aunt would not be stimulated, and would not die!

Now she just wants to help Huo Yunyu share some pain, even if he vents all the anger on her.

She walked over and squatted beside him.

"Huo Yunwei, first...Is it something to eat?"

He did not move.

"If you want to eat anything, you can just pick it up. Don't you like the food I made?" She continued to whisper.

There is still no reaction.

Huo Yunzhen has now isolated her from the world, as if he was alone, and there is a cold body.

"If you haven't eaten for three days, your body will be embarrassed."

She tried to stretch him up. He was still in that position, and his body was like a wall of iron. He couldn’t pull it.

Lu Chaoyang clenched her lower lip and finally gave up. She thought about it and got up quickly and went out.

Her departure did not have any effect on Huo Yunqi, and he still did not respond.

But soon Lu Chaoyang came back, holding a bowl of hot rice porridge that he had just bought from the hospital kitchen and kneeling in front of him.

She tweeted a spoonful, blew it and sent it to his mouth.

"I will feed you."

Huo Yunzhen did not move as if she did not exist.

The snoring was already close to his lips, and he didn't even have the action of stretching, even without a slight jitter.

Lu Chaoyang desperately withdrew his hand, his nose was sour, and the fog had hit her eyes.

She understands Huo Yunxi's pain, but does not want to see him so ruining his body.

"Please, talk about it..."

Until the rice porridge was cool, Huo Yunzhen was still the face of the lost soul.

When the sadness reaches the extreme, it is difficult to fall even with tears. He is like this.

Lu Chaoyang is even more blameful. If you can, I really want to lie here with her body!

Huo Yunxiao didn't want to see her, she didn't want to.

But only he was left alone, regardless of her, she was eaten by the dog unless she was conscience.

Put the bowl on the ground, Lu Chaoyang slowly moved to a place almost two meters away from him, leaning against the wall at the door, watching him, guarding him, accompanying him.

In the past, one minute and one second, the mortuary seems to be only able to hear her own heartbeat.

It’s fast and slow, and it’s uncomfortable.