Chapter 479

The first few hours of a person's death are no different from sleeping.

I firmly held the soft and warm palm of Gan's father, and my tears couldn't stop falling.

But this time, he will never raise his hand to wipe my tears and say that there is nothing in the world that can't pass.

When he left, my world seemed to collapse in half.

Huo stopped and hugged my shoulder. His tone was very distressed, "Shen An, are you okay?"

I shook my head, tried to suck my nose, and asked Huo Tinggui vaguely with tears. "You said, will people really go to heaven after they die?"

"Yes, he will go to a very happy place." Huo Tinggui said.

I gave a sound and turned to look at the manna.

Originally thought that manna's mood would collapse more than me, but she didn't have any expression. She just stared at her father.

When the staff came and asked us to sign, she acted most quickly. She took out the signature pen from her bag and wrote her name.

He also smiled at the staff, "please."

"After that, we will contact the funeral home to cremate the body. Please wait a moment. There is a rest area, or you can accompany the dead here." The staff said.

Manna nodded, sat down in the rest area next to her, and took out her mobile phone to work.

I was worried about what happened to her, so I handed the little leaf to Huo Ting's arms and walked over by myself.

When I looked closer, I found that Ganlu was telling his assistant to help buy the best cemetery in Beijing and contact the best hotel for a funeral.

Aware of my eyes, manna said, "don't worry, dad is relaxed this time. We should all relax, but when people leave, the ceremony can't be saved. We all come according to the best and don't lose face to Dad."

"Manna, if you want to cry, I can borrow..."

Before I finished, I was interrupted by manna.

She waved to me, "I don't want to cry. What do you want to cry about such a good thing? It can make dad leave with less pain. We should be happy. At least we can see mom with dignity. It's good for him or us."

Then he patted his legs and stood up, "well, I'll go out and get some air. After a while, the people from the funeral home came. Remember to call me."

Before I stopped, manna had gone out.

I still don't feel at ease, but I don't dare to advise rashly. I can only go out with manna from a distance.

In front of the man-made stream outside, manna squatted down and played with the gurgling water. Her side face looked not sad, but somewhat empty.

I can't figure out what she thinks.

At the moment, is she sad or relieved for the relief of Gan's father?

I'm afraid no one else can know the answer except manna.

I was thinking about it, but I saw manna standing up by the stream, shaking his body, and falling directly towards the grass next to him.

I was so frightened that I shouted manna and rushed up.

At the critical moment, he protected the manna with his body, but he was choked by the fall.

"Manna, don't scare me, manna, wake up!" Ignoring the pain on my body, I quickly shook the manna pressed on me and loudly wanted to wake her up.

But manna's face was pale, and her lips were pursed into a line, looking very painful.

Her heart seemed to be suffering greatly at the moment.