Losing two of the most important people in her life in a span of two weeks, Lu Xinyi felt that the world was turning against her. Her tears burst as she ran towards Sun Qiushan to see if she'd really died. There was this deep feeling of denial in Lu Xinyi's heart, forcing her not to believe that Sun Qiushan had given up trying to live her life.
As she opened the doors, what welcomed her was the medical team tidying up the place with Sun Qiushan's body laying in the operating table set up inside. Lu Xinyi forced her legs to move until she was standing beside her cousin's body, tears flowing down her cheeks. Beside Sun Qiushan, a small beautiful baby boy was swaddled with a cloth.
The child resembled his mother's facial features. The skin of the infant was a little red. He had scarce black hair on top of his head, and his cheeks looked soft and chubby. However, his size was a little smaller than any normal newborn baby she'd seen so far.
