The young mother had just given birth, holding the child in her arms, her face full of happiness, she smiled and said,
"A girl, born the day before yesterday."
"How adorable!"
The young mother was all smiles, seeing Yin Shixiu looking imposing, but seeing Su Xiaong very young, she thought they had no children, so she said,
"Mr. and Mrs., you should hurry and have one too!"
Su Xiaong chuckled and explained,
"We already have a pair of children."
After saying that, Su Xiaong extended two fingers, "They are two years old now."
"Wow... you look really young, ma’am."
The young mother was very surprised.
Su Xiaong didn’t say more, just smiled, and then said to Yin Shixiu,
"Are we still going to the rooftop?"
At this ti, they should still be able to catch a glimpse of the sunset.
After bidding the young mother goodbye, the two continued walking forward.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they reached the elevator entrance, they ran into soone they knew.
"Miss Guan?"
Su Xiaong greeted first.
The man beside Miss Guan, holding her, should be her husband.
Seeing Su Xiaong, she had no impression at first, but upon seeing Yin Shixiu she recalled them.
"Mr. Yin, Mrs. Yin... it’s you..."
Miss Guan saw Su Xiaong in a wheelchair. The last ti she saw them, Su Xiaong was having a hard ti, but she vaguely rembered Su Xiaong was pregnant then.
Now...
Su Xiaong noticed Miss Guan’s gaze, pursed her lips, and said softly,
"The child was unfortunate... the mother didn’t protect her... she’s gone..."
Miss Guan was shocked; after the initial shock, she could only sigh.
"Miss Guan’s child..."
"It was already removed that day. Stayed in the hospital for a week, discharged today."
Su Xiaong nodded. Even though they shared similar misfortune, she still didn’t know what to say.
With one elevator going up and one going down, both parties simply said goodbye.
On the rooftop, it wasn’t too stifling. The wind was mild, and it was a rare mont of tranquility.
High buildings stood in between, the whole city was like a steel forest. The always misty Beijing was, at this mont, clear and bright. The sun was setting in the west, half hidden behind the Zhongguan Village Building.
And yet, the sunset, like blood, spread across the sky like an oil painting, against this steel forest; it was montarily breathtakingly beautiful.
In this vast Beijing, people lived like ants.
Even the strongest person, has monts of powerlessness.
No matter how hard you try to protect, or hold onto, sotis you unexpectedly lose.
Yesterday evening, Wu Rong ca to visit Su Xiaong, and along with the visit, he told them about the progress of the case in great detail.
When Wu Rong ntioned that Mrs. Huang’s sister wasn’t just scalded but was already dead, Yin Shixiu clenched his fists tightly.
Mrs. Huang confessed. She had soone buy the inducing agent from an illicit drug store.
The real targets of her malice were actually Guo Tong and her child.
This kind of truth, in fact, makes one feel cold in heart.
After Wu Rong left, Su Xiaong leaned on the bed, staying in a daze for a long, long ti...
She recalled the things she had said to Guo Tong...
"Heavenly justice will cycle, good and evil will be rewarded, if you don’t believe, just look up, heaven spares no one..."
Heaven spared Guo Tong, but not her.
What kind of heaven is this, what kind of world...
What Guo Tong deserved to suffer, she had to bear; what Guo Tong deserved to lose, beca her loss...
Her chest felt tight, so tight that she couldn’t breathe.
If it was truly soone intentionally harming her and Little Treasure, it would matter less. The enemy was in the dark, while she was in the light, if others deliberately frad them, how could they escape?
But luckily, finding the culprit afterwards, maybe they could demand justice.
But now, what does this result count as?
Su Xiaong and Yin Shixiu leaned on each other, she asked Yin Shixiu,
"What really is justice?"
Yin Shixiu couldn’t answer.
Then she smiled,
"A question that even stumps my genius husband, surely no one else can answer it either. Forget it, let it go... When you’re unlucky, even cold water chokes you."
Until she drifted off to sleep, Yin Shixiu still hadn’t thought of a good answer...
What is justice?
Fortunately, the next morning, when Xiao ng woke up, it seed that she had already co to terms.
Su Xiaong wasn’t not sad.
But the child was gone, as Yin Shixiu put it...
After all, there was no affinity between that child and them.
She didn’t want to imrse herself in sorrow, tornting herself, making her parents and husband suffer as well.
If she couldn’t let go, no one could let go.
She felt very sorry for that child who couldn’t survive, but she still had Shuangshuang and Huang Huang to take care of...
The loss is irrecoverable, but what she has can be cherished.
"Uncle, once discharged, let’s go see Mrs. Huang... I have questions I want to ask her."
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