In the third month of spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom, warmth can be felt. Yet, the wind that blows in our face still carries a bone-chilling coldness. A sudden and heavy cough wracks my body, each gasp for air almost costing me all my strength.,Xie Shuning didn't dare to blink, only staring at that small figure. As she looked and looked, her vision was blurred by tears. The child was still so young, how could she bear to let go Lin Yu zhi didn't want to live, but he couldn't die either.,The weather was fine, with a gentle spring breeze.。