No wonder—
she just couldn't forgive her, seeing her reaction so intense.
Thinking of that nightmare, where she once cradled the fake one by the small ditch where her daughter died, her heart tore with excruciating pain. How desperate must her Jiaojiao have been at that time?
Watching her own mother holding a fake, while she lay soaked in the cold water, unnoticed and unrescued...
Shu Jie simply dared not think any further.
Watching Shu Jie's despondent expression and listening to her questions, Ruan Jiaojiao was completely certain that this mother really knew everything, or could she too be reborn?
Or maybe—was their entire world reborn now?
Ruan Jiaojiao still wanted to ask how she died, but at that moment, hurried footsteps came from outside, so she had to drop the subject.
It was Xiu Xi who arrived.
He had been by the hospital, keeping watch for three days, never leaving her side. Even when his body began to smell, he refused to leave, impervious to anyone's persuasion.
