"Leave the house to me, don't worry about it outside."
"When I come back, we'll go together to see Little Treasure."
"..."
"Buy some toys, buy some tasty things, buy what Shuangshuang and Huang Huang like, maybe Little Treasure's preferences are similar to his siblings."
"...Mm."
Su Xiaomeng tightened her grip around Yin Shixiu's waist, nodding heavily.
To her, this was already enough.
Losing a child is painful, but she has gained far more than she has lost.
The day after Yin Shixiu left was Monday, the kids went to school, she attended classes, life seemed to still proceed on its usual track.
Actually, life shouldn't have a track, if there's a track, then it's hard for anyone to guarantee they will remain safely on track throughout life without veering off course.
Xiao Meng's life truly has no track to follow, it's like a documentary about a train constantly and thrillingly derailing.
Exciting and dramatic.
