The video ended with the scene of Xiaomeng being taken away by the staff, and the audience was silent.
Xu Xiaoyou's fingers lightly tapped on the desk, looking out at the sky filled with rolling thunderclouds.
"The farce should be about to end."
...
The next day at noon.
A black land air vehicle parked in front of the Iris Foster Home in the Piano Key District, blending in with the district's color scheme, not attracting any attention.
Everything here was black and white - tall and short buildings, roadside flowers and trees, hurried pedestrians - like the industrial era thousands of years ago when color TVs were not yet popular.
The sky, heavy as lead, seemed to press down, the air filled with oppression, unclear if it was the humidity after a heavy rain or influenced by the children's languid faces.
Feeling the gaze of the children at the entrance of the foster home, the man getting out of the car had to put on a gentle smile.
