Xiao Xue's world at the moment the child passed away, as if by an invisible hand instantly pinched, collapsed into a myriad of sharp fragments, each piece of which pierced deeply into her soul, plunging her into an endless abyss of darkness. Her eyes became hollow and godless, like a pool of stagnant water, no longer seeing a trace of vitality and vigor. The once dynamic light disappeared without a trace, replaced by a deep despair and confusion, as if the soul has been withdrawn from the body, leaving only a walking corpse-like shell.
Her life has completely lost its direction, like a lone boat that has lost the guidance of a lighthouse in the vast ocean, she can only follow the waves in the turbulent waves, not knowing where to go. Every morning when she woke up, she hoped that it was just a nightmare, hoping that the children can still be as usual, with innocent smiles ran to her bedside, intimately called her "mom". However, the cruel reality was like a cold blade, piercing her heart again and again, reminding her of the unacceptable truth.
She began to deliberately avoid all things related to her children, as if those memories that were once full of laughter had now become deadly poison. She didn't dare go into the children's room, the closed door was like an unbridgeable chasm, behind which lay too many fond memories, which now came to her like a raging tide, almost drowning her. When she passes by the toy store, she quickly turns her head like an electric shock. Those colorful toys were once the children's favorites, but now they have become needles that pierce her heart. She couldn't even stand to see the smiling faces of other children. Whenever this happened, her heart would be gripped tightly as if by an invisible hand, and it would hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, and her body would tremble uncontrollably.
During the preparation of the funeral, Xiao Xue was like a puppet out of control, mechanically performing every action without a soul. She turned a deaf ear to the comfort and help of the people around her, immersed in her own dark world and unable to extricate herself. Her expression was numb and apathetic, as if she had lost all perception of everything, and only in occasional moments would a flash of deep pain flash in her eyes, which was as brief but extremely intense as a flash of lightning in the night sky.
On the day of the funeral, the sky was overcast, with heavy dark clouds like a huge black curtain, weighing heavily on people's heads, as if they would collapse at any time. The whole world was enveloped by a depressing atmosphere, just like Xiao Xue's heavy mood at this moment. The funeral site was white, white flowers, white couplets, white mourning clothes, in this sea of white, Xiao Xue's figure looked particularly lonely and desolate. She stood there quietly, her eyes staring blankly ahead, as if gazing at a world that only she could see.
When the funeral ceremony began, the mournful music slowly sounded, the melodious and sad melody was like a sharp hook, deeply hooking the softest part of Xiao Xue's heart, triggering the grief in the depths of her heart like a tidal wave. Her lips trembled slightly, her hands clenched into fists, her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, but she didn't even realize it. Suddenly, it was as if she was struck by a powerful force, her legs weakened, and her entire body flung forward, almost falling to the ground. The people next to her rushed to help her, but she was like a vine that had lost its support, leaning helplessly on others.
Halfway through the funeral, Xiao Xue's emotions suddenly became agitated. There was a flash of madness in her eyes, a light that made people shiver. She began to cry loudly, and that cry tore at her heart as if she wanted to vent all the pain in her heart. Her body trembled violently, and her hands waved in the air as if she was fighting an invisible enemy. Her voice was hoarse and sorrowful as she kept calling out her children's names, "Baby, where are you? Mommy misses you all so much!" Her tears rushed out like a bursting flood, wetting the clothes on her chest, flowing down her cheeks, and dripping to the ground with a small splash.
At times she rushed towards the coffin, wanting to hold the children tightly, as if this would snatch them from the hands of death; at times she crouched down on the ground, holding her head with both hands, moaning in agony, and the sound was like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of everyone present. Her behavior became more and more frantic, and the people around her tried to comfort her and pull her back, but she was like a frenzied beast, struggling hard to break free from the people's restraints. Her hair was messy and strewn across her face, and her sweat and tears mixed together, making her look wretched.
After the funeral, Xiao Xue's mental state didn't get better, but instead became worse. She often sat alone in a corner, staring blankly into the distance for hours at a time, not eating or drinking, and not speaking. Her thoughts traveled back and forth between the past and the present, recalling bits and pieces of her children, and those fond memories now became sharp blades that tormented her. She would suddenly giggle, and her laughter was full of desolation and despair, giving people the creeps; but in the blink of an eye, she would let out a loud cry, which echoed in the empty room, giving people an overwhelming feeling of heartache.
She began to hallucinate, always feeling that the children were near her; she could hear their laughter and see their figures moving about the room. She would speak into the air as if she were communicating with the children, and her eyes were filled with tenderness and love, in stark contrast to her earlier madness. However, when she came back to her senses and realized that it was all an illusion, she would fall back into deeper pain and despair.
Xiong Yufang also tries to show up during the funeral, wanting to continue to disguise herself in front of Xiao Xue in an attempt to mitigate her crime. Dressed all in black and wearing sunglasses, she quietly made her way to the edge of the funeral site. However, Xiao Xue's husband spotted her at a glance, and he angrily rushed over, trying to drive Xiong Yufang away. Seeing this, Xiong Yufang was so frightened that she turned around and ran away, her figure in the corner of the funeral scene looked particularly wretched.
As time passed, Xiao Xue's mental state became more and more unstable, and her behavior became more and more unpredictable. She began to suffer from insomnia at night, often waking up suddenly in the dark and screaming at the top of her lungs. Her body also gradually became weaker, and her originally healthy face became emaciated, with deep-set eyes and dark circles under her eyes so thick that they looked like two deep black holes. Her weight dropped drastically, and her clothes fit loosely on her body, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.
She was fearful and distrustful of everything around her, always feeling that someone was secretly watching her and trying to harm her. She would suddenly attack those around her, even those who were once her closest friends. This crazy behavior of hers frightened everyone around her. Gradually, everyone dared not approach her easily, and she became more and more lonely.
Xiao Xue's heart was filled with hatred for Xiong Yufang, and that hatred was like a burning flame that blazed in her heart and never went out. She knew that it was Xiong Yufang's conspiracy that led to the deaths of the children, and she vowed to make Xiong Yufang pay. This hatred became her only support, allowing her to retain a trace of lucidity in this dark world.
In one of her visions, Xiao Xue saw the children standing in front of her covered in blood, their eyes filled with pain and helplessness. The children reached out their little hands and begged her for help, and the look broke Xiao Xue's heart. The pain and hatred inside her reached its peak after she woke up from her hallucination. She decided not to sit back and wait for death, she wanted to take the initiative and take revenge for the children.
She began to ask around about Xiong Yufang's whereabouts, and despite her terrible physical and mental state, the conviction in her heart was unshakable. She set out on the road to find Xiong Yufang despite the discouragement of her family and friends. Her eyes were full of determination, as if she was a warrior heading for the battlefield, even if there was an abyss in front of her, she did not flinch.
In the process of searching for Xiong Yufang, Xiao Xue encountered countless difficulties and setbacks. Her body became weaker and weaker, and she often fainted on the way. But every time she woke up, she would keep going, with only one thought in her mind: to find Xiong Yufang and make her pay for the children's lives. This madness of hers makes those around her both admire and worry, and they wonder where Xiao Xue will end up, and whether she will be able to truly seek justice for the children.