Sheng Quan waited until his emotions had stabilized before slowly reopening the deep-seated wound in his heart and recollecting the scene from the day of the accident.
That day, on the mountain road.
Only he and his wife, Shen Can, were driving back home from a vacation resort.
Shen Can's smile never faded throughout the journey. "Honey, the mountains and waters here are so beautiful. We should bring Niannian with us next time. She'll love it here."
"Sure," Sheng Quan absentmindedly replied.
Seeing his wife so happy, he couldn't say what he wanted to say.
Little did Shen Can know that all the love she had joyfully received from her husband was merely a facade born out of Sheng Quan's deep-seated guilt.
