The women of the village, seeing Zhang Xiaowei's distracted expression, didn't know how to comfort him.
Li Hongmei, with furrowed brows, also came to Zhang Xiaowei's side with a face full of sorrow.
"Xiaowei."
At the sound of Li Hongmei's voice, Zhang Xiaowei slowly lifted his head.
It is said that a man does not lightly shed tears, but now Zhang Xiaowei had lost two family members in the blink of an eye. How could he not be heartbroken?
His parents were gone, his uncle and aunt too.
Now, the last of his two relatives were also gone.
From now on, he had completely no family left.
How could he not feel heartbroken?
"Hongmei sis, I am sorry. It's all my fault. If only I had called the police sooner, Great Aunt and Dawei wouldn't have…"
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaowei could no longer hold back his tears.
He wasn't afraid of people laughing at a grown man crying.
"Xiaowei, don't blame yourself anymore."
Li Hongmei's face was covered in tears, much like Zhang Xiaowei's.
