Every time Ming Mei comes to the nursery room at midnight, it is the most painful moment for Kang Chen.
Without their child, they seem unable to continue even a normal life.
The house is getting colder and colder.
Kang Chen steps outside, the door of the nursery room is open, and he sees Ming Mei standing by the crib, gently rocking it,
as if a child of hers truly lies inside. Her face bears a tender smile, her eyes sparkling, incredibly beautiful.
A prickling pain surges in Kang Chen's heart; Ming Mei is becoming frailer, her smiles rarer, and her moments of blankness more frequent. Every small change in Ming Mei fills Kang Chen with immense self-blame and guilt—he has failed her.
He failed to protect her and their child, and after she was harmed, he failed to take immediate revenge.
For the first time, Kang Chen despises his own identity, the first time he detests himself.
It feels like a fishbone is stuck in his throat, the pain so intense that he can't even speak.
