The wife would be angry if she knew he'd neglected their child...
The man slapped himself hard in the face several times.
The man took the child home.
The turmoil of the past was over.
A new life began.
It was just him and the child at home.
Time could heal everything.
Or perhaps it could numb everything.
He watched the child grow up, go on to higher education, and graduate.
The child got a job.
The child started a family.
The child had children of their own.
The man lay back in a recliner inside the general store.
At last, he had plenty of time to talk to his wife.
He had taken good care of the child.
His wife would see that...
And be happy, wouldn't she?
The man grew fonder and fonder of spending time in the general store.
Everywhere he looked, there were memories of him and his wife.
He stroked his wife's photograph.
She looked beautiful and gentle in it.
A glimmer of liveliness and slyness hid in her eyes.
Looking at his own blurred reflection in the glass frame...
The man smiled faintly.
He had grown gray at the temples, his face lined with wrinkles.
Xu Hao looked at the woman in the frame, too.
She looked just as it remembered her.
It pursed its lips.
Cunning humans.
Always making decisions on their own.
Just as the woman had expected...
Xu Hao had indeed kept the promise it had made to her.
When it saw with its own eyes that the woman had stopped breathing...
Xu Hao was a little surprised.
Even confused.
That was it...
She was gone?
Injuries that weren't serious to a demon could be fatal to a human.
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