"Just because you don't know doesn't mean it didn't happen. Where is Lu Jingcheng's body? Let me see him."
"..." Hei Juefeng stood there in shock. Was Lin Xiaoxiao's heart really Lu Jingcheng's?
He had suspected it before, but assumed that Lu Jingcheng had only been injured in the car accident that day. He never expected that Lu Jingcheng was already dead...
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Lin Xiaoxiao sat in a wheelchair, pushed by Hei Juefeng, under the guidance of the chief doctor, to the morgue of the hospital.
As soon as they entered the closed morgue, a wave of coldness swept over them, making their whole bodies shiver.
The stainless steel drawers of the cold chamber, each marked only with a serial number code, had no names at all.
The chief stepped forward and pulled open one of the drawers with a clatter.
"..." Lin Xiaoxiao was slightly startled, afraid to go forward.
Even though she knew that Lu Jingcheng's heart was beating in her chest, she still couldn't admit he was dead.
