On the wall, Nameless Nie sniffed, "Aw! So touching..."

I don’t know when a flower climbed up from the side and wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "Hey, oh, oh, oh, oh, I almost cried!"

Taoist Shenxu: "Amitabha! How good, how good!"

Yi Zhihua: "Smelly Taoist priest, when did you change your religion?"

Taoist Shenxu: "Didn't you find that monks are easier to fool around with?"

On the stage, after singing a song, Ye Wanwan put down the microphone.

No matter how reluctant you are to say goodbye, you still have to say goodbye.

Nameless Nie and the others will leave tomorrow, and this song can be regarded as her last gift to Tangtang.

After the music stopped, the spotlight dimmed.

The stage was empty again.

Nameless Nie tentatively asked: "Ancestor?"

Seeing no response, Nameless Nie picked up the phone and found that Tangtang on the other end had hung up the call.

Nameless Nie sighed and pushed away the flower lying on his body, "It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone! We have to get up early tomorrow!"

He had to rush back and see for himself what was going on with his sister!

As soon as Ye Wanwan came back, Gong Xu came up to her with bright eyes, "Brother Ye! Brother Ye! Who is Chong'er? Is it me?"

Ye Wanwan glanced at him: "..."

Is this guy’s associative ability too strong?

Ye Mufan glanced sideways at his sister, "Singing so affectionately, could it be that pretty boy singing again?"

But it doesn’t seem to be the case. Although there are feelings, it doesn’t seem to be between a man and a woman. Besides, the little face is not here. How could it be sung to that pretty face...

Ye Mufan didn't know what he said wrong. After saying this, Ye Wanwan's expression darkened a bit.

Ye Mufan coughed lightly and gave her a tentative look, "What's going on? You've been in a really bad state these past few days...could it be that...we broke up?"

It was rare for Gong Xu to be in the same camp as Ye Mufan, so his eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? We broke up!?"

Ye Wanwan rolled her eyes at the two of them, "Breaking up? It's impossible in this life!"

She didn't know why... She had learned that Si Yehan almost "killed" the real her, but she still subconsciously defended him...

…

It was already late at night when I got home.

Ye Wanwan knew that there were too many things going on recently, and she needed to have a good rest and maintain her energy. However, she still didn't fall asleep much at night. She only squinted for a short while, and her dreams were filled with bizarre and fragmented images.

The next morning, she was woken up by a phone call.

"Wanwan, something happened at home..."

Liang Wanjun's anxious and panicked voice came from the phone.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Ye Wanwan frowned slightly: "Don't be anxious, speak slowly..."

"Wanwan, your second uncle..."

"Second uncle?" A cold light appeared in Ye Wanwan's eyes: "Second uncle, are they bullying you and dad again?"

"No...your second uncle is dead..." Liang Wanjun sighed softly.

"What?" Ye Wanwan was stunned when she heard what Liang Wanjun said. Her second uncle, Ye Shaoan, was actually dead?

"How did you die?" Ye Wanwan asked subconsciously.

"It's still unclear...the body was found in the room. Please come back quickly!" Liang Wanjun said hurriedly.

I don’t know since when, she has regarded this daughter as her backbone.

"Okay, I understand, I'll go back right away." After Ye Wanwan said this, she hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!