***
Her heart began to race, her hands trembling as she clicked on the latest email.
"I saw Xiaomai today; she was lying in bed with her husband, looking very warm and happy. I sincerely wish her eternal happiness. Today is also the most painful day for me. Standing right in front of her, I had to pretend to be a stranger she didn't recognize, watching her in pain and sadness, yet powerless to help. I'm sorry, Xiaomai, for not disturbing your happiness, let that Cheng Dongcheng be dead forever."
Mai Xiaomai read these lines over and over, word by word, her heart exuberantly calling out: Cheng Dongcheng isn't dead! Cheng Dongcheng really isn't dead!
Her tears, no longer controllable, kept falling down, dripping onto her phone.
She continued to click and open the second email:
