Especially when he saw this old woman's son's name on the list, he didn't know how to say it.
He swallowed hard, feeling that this was truly too difficult to speak of.
If he told the old woman the truth, as a mother—
could she accept the fact that her son was already dead?
Even if this had not been his doing, or—
if no one else had been involved, Su Yang still felt that—
this matter would never be so easily resolved. After all, matters of life and death—
especially the pain of a parent having to bury their child, were probably something only she herself could truly understand.
As an onlooker, Su Yang stared at the list before him, not knowing how to speak.
Yet he also knew that if this old woman could not find her son,
she would not simply let the matter rest. Especially when he saw the look on her face back then,
he truly didn't know how to express it.
At that moment, Su Yang hesitated, wanting to speak but harboring concerns. Yet if he said nothing, then when he saw—
the old woman's condition, he could feel the immense grief in her heart. The old woman was very perceptive at this moment.
With a single glance, she understood what Su Yang meant. But no matter what, some things had already happened.
There was simply no way to change them. Still, as her son's mother, she had to accept reality.
Though it was cruel, she had no choice but to do something to console herself.
But this grief could not be dispelled. At that moment, the old woman—
once again showed a sorrowful expression and began to sob aloud.
In truth, everyone present, including the people here, understood—
the thoughts in their hearts