The old woman suddenly remembered what the young mother had looked like.
There were others who had suffered the same fate as that young mother.
The old woman knew.
Even knowing that, she...
"I still feel sorry for that child."
The old woman pressed the corner of her eye, which was growing warm. "Is it wrong of me to feel this way?"
She had lost a child.
She knew the pain of losing a child.
Even though she knew... she still couldn't calmly say that the culprit had gotten what he deserved...
Because... the culprit was that child...
The child she had sincerely treated as her grandson.
The old woman raised a hand to cover her eyes.
Hot tears still spilled out.
They slid between her fingers.
Why... was she so sad?
There really... had been too many people who had left her.
Her son, her daughter-in-law, her grandson, her husband...
And now, even the child she had treated as her grandson.
She couldn't help wondering if she was simply fated to outlive everyone.
She had thought Heaven had taken pity on her, and that in the end she wouldn't have to leave this world all alone.
But... was she still the only one left?
Xiao Xiao didn't say anything.
He stood quietly to one side.
He knew Grandma Zhang needed to let it out.
She'd feel better after a good cry.
He had hesitated too.
Because he could foresee this very scene.
But Child Ghost had committed an unforgivable offense.
And still showed no remorse.
There was no way to forgive him.
The old woman wept in stifled sobs.
By the end, she wasn't crying only for Child Ghost.
She was also crying for the loved ones who had died too soon.
She was crying over a