11

11

Shen Qing is dead, and Officer Chen has also received all the materials. Zhou Xuan hurriedly began to arrange for his brothers to evacuate.

But I grabbed Zhou Xuan's arm.

"Weren't you asking where our son is? Our son is still in the hospital."

Zhou Xuan stared blankly at the hand holding his arm; this was the first time I had spoken to him so much since I came back, aside from matters regarding Shen Qing.

Zhou Xuan's smile looked quite ugly.

"Honey, you're willing to speak to me."

He looked down, his eyes murky and unclear.

"Can you let me change my clothes?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Zhou Xuan wouldn't escape.

After a while, he came out dressed in sportswear, smiling brightly.

"Didn't our son say I'm always too serious? I'm a bit sunnier today."

As he spoke, tears glistened in his eyes, but I seemed not to notice; I silently led him to get in the car.

Once at the hospital, Zhou Xuan adjusted his clothes and held my hand.

"Honey, let's go in together."