Chapter 262 How Short-lived Is Juvenile Hemoptysis - Part 3

• I smiled and looked at the black-and-white picture on the tombstone. I couldn't shed a single drop of tears, but my heart was dripping blood. I knew that she was afraid when I just lost my child and learned that something had happened to her, she would be completely unable to bear it and walk on.
• "Did she leave a message for me?"
• "She said that the child will be left to you to raise like your own, and you will give her a name. She said she left you a child to accompany you in the future, and you don't have to be afraid of having no one by your side and to look after you when you grow old."