of the waiters hurriedly spoke something into the walkie-talkie on his collar.Remember this for one secondIn a short while, more than ten waiters arrived at the garage by elevator. They stood in neat...Could this be what they call "a dying ember"

Before Xiao Chuan's third uncle fell seriously ill, his eyes were always bright. On that day, when he was close to death, he suddenly became lucid and said he wanted to go home. His family members sent him home as quickly as possible. After returning home, he smiled, took one last look at the house where he had lived for many years, and then closed his eyes peacefully.

It is said that before they die, the elderly will always make one request: I want to go home...

"No, sweetheart, we're not going home yet. You're still not well enough. We'll stay here and receive treatment for now... We'll take you back when you're better, okay"

Wang Shuxiang held her precious daughter's hand, tears streaming uncontrollably. She was so scared, terrified of losing her daughter forever. She couldn't bear to think about it, she wouldn't even dare to hear her daughter's words, which sounded like a last farewell......

"Dad, Mom." Xiao Chuchu tried very hard to hold her parents' hands, but she was too weak. Her voice was also very frail, as if every syllable was uttered with great effort.

"This life..."

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...to be your daughter...

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"I'm proud..."

Xiao Chuan and Wang Shu Xiang heard this, and instantly burst into tears.

After I left...

"Don't cry, don't be sad..."

Xiao Chuchu seemed to be leaving a last will, carefully and painstakingly dictating each word.

"...Live well..."

"...My daughter is just existing in a different way... She'll be in the sky, watching over you all, always with you..."m and select some good ones to donate, which is also a kind deed.There were so many clothes there, like a sea of them, taking up sixty square meters all by themselves. They were packed together so tig...