Xiang Lin put his phone away somewhat stiffly and sighed. "Life is so unpredictable. Su Jin must be devastated."
The mood turned rather chilly for a while.
Yan Zhiyi had attended the funeral. Su Jin had actually been holding up reasonably well. After all, there was a child left behind, and he had to pull himself together to raise the baby.
The little one was tiny, with features that clearly resembled Su Jin's wife.
Su Jin had told him,
"When the doctor told me he was sorry for my loss, I really wanted to smash my head against something and die. But the baby was lying there in the incubator, so tiny, born premature, with such a weak cry. But... the baby looked exactly like Yin Yin."
"Do you understand, President Yan? That was the hope she left me."
Yan Zhiyi's situation at the time had been little better than Su Jin's, because Xia Shule had been doing very badly then. The doctor had also told him to prepare for the possibility that he would never wake up again.
So he had understood then. He had understood very well.
Su Jin's life was back on track now. His mother had come to help look after the baby, and every day he went to work, then came home to spend time with his child. His days were going reasonably well.
Except for the helplessness he felt whenever he missed his wife each day.
Yin Xian did not know Xu Suidong either. He merely offered his opinion. "But I think doing this is actually pretty cruel to his fans."
Xiang Lin thought so too. If he were a fan, he would be devastated, even if he understood his idol's decision.
"I'll just quietly stick to being Dizi's fan. I actually opened Weibo