The child is gone, who wouldn't be sad? He Teng's father hadn't even recovered from the joy of having a grandson before the grandson was gone. He hadn't even seen the face of his grandson, yet the grandson was gone. He was heartbroken, he was also sad.
But the child is gone, no matter how much grief you feel, the child won't come back. Don't those who are alive need to live a little stronger?
"Dad, I can't hold on, when I close my eyes, all I hear is the child's cries, so helpless, so faint, I'm going crazy, my child, my child, dad~ will never come back~" He Zhilan cried out loud, her shoulders shaking.
She felt like she was lost in a chaotic world, unable to find a way forward. She wanted to retreat, but when she turned around, she found that she no longer had a way back.
