"Chen Yue will get a month or two in jail because the severity of her crimes will be downplayed and that evil girlfriend will get a maximum of five years in jail. That's about it."
She sighed, reassured.
"And you won't do anything, right? You won't get in trouble?" she asked. This was the real question she wanted the answer to.
"No."
Qian Meng was so tired that she didn't question further. As to which of the two questions he had responded to, she didn't know, but she was reassured.
- - - - -
As the service happened, Qian Meng felt a sense of doom overcome her. It just didn't seem right. There was nothing special about it. Before her was one among many gravestones. There was nothing to properly indicate the value of a precious life that was lost. There was nothing left but a body. A body in a box that was six feet under the ground, left to wither away with nature and time.
