This was the first time Chang saw Qing Shui show such strong emotions and speak in such a forceful tone. The Qing Shui he knew was exactly like the meaning of his name – as calm as still water. Expressing such emotions, Chang felt that those words weren’t only for him, but also to numb Qing Shui himself.
“It seems like he’s also feeling the pressure of his morality.” Chang sighed and threw away the cigarette butt.
He opened the door slowly and walked to his own bed. The door was opened again – it was two soldiers and the mother of the family of four.
When the woman showed up with two soldiers behind her, she started yelling, “See, I told you someone died in our dorm. It’s been more than 2 hours and she still hasn’t decided to bury her mother. How can she do that? I can bear the stench, but what if it spreads a disease? Who else would be willing to live in here?”
Chang glanced between the woman and the daughter; her body showed a sign of shock and eventually she started talking.
