Yan Xinxin clutched her water cup, tears silently falling into it.
"When I was eighteen, on the night before my high school graduation, I was assaulted by a stranger at the Universal Star International Hotel."
"What? H-how could something like this happen!"
Lan Xuan gasped, heartbroken, stepping forward to embrace Yan Xinxin.
"Xinxin…"
"The little boy you saw yesterday… he's my son."
"Then that little girl is your daughter too? You had twins?"
Yan Xinxin shook her head regretfully at the suggestion.
"I was indeed pregnant with twins back then, but my daughter was pronounced dead the day she was born…"
"Oh my god…"
Lan Xuan was stunned, unable to find any words to comfort Yan Xinxin.
This kind of pain from loss wasn't something that mere words could heal or ease.
"I don't know if my little angel has truly left me, but I only got to see her once."
