She felt her head hit something hard, the impact causing her vision to blacken and a wave of pain to surge through her body. She could hear the eerie, sharp cries of her son ringing in her ears.
She opened her mouth, trying to console him, but found herself incapable of uttering a single word.
Soon, everything around her turned to black and she lost all consciousness, having no idea of anything thereafter.
At the railing of the seventh floor atrium, Gu Junzhu was on a call with his father through his mobile phone when he heard cries and screams coming all mixed up. He turned to look and saw Ye Xingbei fallen under the elevator with her eyes tightly shut, blood oozing from her head, while Xiao Shumiao lay crying desperately beside her.
A buzzing noise by Gu Junzhu's ear gave him a jolt, and suddenly, all the day's joy and pleasure felt like a distant and unreal dream. The real incident in front of his eyes was Ye Xingbei, motionless, submerged in a pool of her own blood.
