Dead.
Leilei has finally died.
Yao Beidi was looking at the mosaic-censored photo next to the host on the TV screen. Even though only the body parts were shown, one could tell at a glance that it was indeed Leilei. Lying on the ground, motionless.
What else could I feel?!
I thought it would be an outlet, a way to balance myself a bit, but now there's this indescribable emptiness.
Empty, as if suddenly there was no support.
Empty, as if I don't know what to pursue anymore.
Leilei is dead.
All the revenge and hatred imagined against her would also disappear with her death.
She was silent, biting her lips tightly.
Yao Beikun pushed open the door to Yao Beidi's room, and saw Yao Beidi sitting on the floor under the bed, watching the morning news of the day.
He had seen it, and while still in his sleep, a junior gave him a call.
