He didn't know exactly what kind of injury Yun Shishi had sustained, but he could only imagine how painful it must have been for her, to have the fruit knife plunged into her abdomen and pulled out again.
Would Mommy still believe him? What if she didn't? Just imagining Yun Shishi waking up and judging him like Little Yichen was judging him was more painful than anything else he could imagine.
Heartache, unease, panic, fear… All kinds of emotions ate at him. Feeling a sense of desolation, he braced himself.
Gong Jie studied the child before him in silence. He saw loneliness and stubbornness in the boy's eyes. It was the sort of loneliness that came from feeling like one was being abandoned by the entire world, but he clung on to his stubbornness.
