No one knew how long he had been crying.
Bai He felt terrible inside, but Zhou Yifei had already slowly walked forward.
The child said nothing as if he had found the only warmth left.
He threw himself directly into Zhou Yifei's arms.
Zhou Yifei did not dislike the dirty child.
Instead, she reached out and gently patted his back. "It is alright now. Do not cry."
At that moment, Zhou Yifei seemed to recall her past self.
Back then, she had also been this sorrowful and despairing, needing a warm embrace to soothe her heart.
But at that time, there was nothing, only rain, endless rain beating down on her.
Even now, the memory remained vivid.
No one disturbed them.
Bai He felt a sense of guilt.
He wondered if it was because he had seen the snake demon last night and failed to stop it.
If he had stopped it then, would everything now not have happened?
The people in this village, the parents of this child… perhaps he would not be crying in such sorrow now.
