Chapter 98

Chapter 98

Nanfeng Garden went through a chaotic night, and Shang Xi's room was partly damaged. That night, she stayed in an empty room on the third floor.ViiSiit novelbi/n(.)c/(o)m for latest novels

Wherever Shang Xi went, her son followed her.

Even when she was washing up in the bathroom, the little guy sat outside the bathroom door, playing with his little toys and waiting for his mom.

He would call out "Mom" every two minutes.

Only after hearing his mom's response would he feel assured.

After hurriedly washing up, Shang Xi came out, dried her hair, and quickly put her son to bed.

It was already 2:30 a.m. Not only her, but all the werewolves were exhausted tonight. Baby Shang rubbed his big eyes, obviously sleepy. Shang Xi gently patted his back: "Mom's here, go to sleep."

Baby Shang smelled his mom's familiar scent, his chubby little hand grabbing one of Shang Xi's fingers, and fell into a deep sleep. His cute, fair face with long, straight eyelashes cast small shadows.

He was still a cub, his bones needed to grow, so he usually didn't get enough sleep.

Shang Xi looked at her son with a pained heart, pulled up the blanket to cover him, and turned off the lights.

She couldn't sleep.

Too many things happened tonight, and she wasn't the carefree, nonchalant type who could just shrug everything off and fall into a deep slumber.

The fallen werewolves were dealt with this time. With so many arrested at once, she heard that Qingcheng would likely enjoy peace for many years to come.

That's good, then.

Baby Shang's kindergarten was already on vacation.

Moreover, counting the days, she could leave Nanfeng Garden in a month. She used to count the days, feeling that half a year was so long, but now looking back, it went by quite quickly.

Apart from some hiccups, the overall progress was quite smooth.

She should visit Grandma tomorrow.

After thinking through these matters, Shang Xi finally fell asleep.

Then, her cousin who had just returned from school saw it.

"Mom! She stole my snacks!" Her cousin angrily held up the pink plastic gourd bottle, tattling to the adults.

At the time, her aunt frowned and looked at her: "Stealing isn't a good habit. You're learning to steal at such a young age, what will you be like when you grow up?"

Her uncle just sighed: "It's just a small snack, she ate it, so what? Why argue with a little kid over it?"

They seemed to have already concluded that she had stolen the snack.

"I didn't steal it... I found the empty container..."

"You're lying! You did steal it, it's the one my dad bought for me! Your dad didn't buy you one, so you stole mine."

Hearing those words, she felt angry and aggrieved, and ran out crying.

As she ran with tears streaming down her face, she wailed, "If... if I also had a dad and mom, then I wouldn't have to stay at someone else's house."

But her dad and mom were gone, dead.

She had long understood that being dead meant they were no more, that she could never find them in this world again.

Under the dusky sunset, the little girl ran crying along the small path, calling out repeatedly: "Dad, Mom, where are you... I can't find you..."

If only her parents had taken her with them.

Why did they leave her alone?

No one in this world liked her, so why did they leave her in this terrible world?

"Please take me with you, Mom!!" Her heart was filled with sadness and despair, with no one to confide her grievances to.

Everyone longs to live in love, for that is the only way to be happy.

If a person is not loved, not cared for, not needed, and is merely a burdensome excess, except for those with exceptionally strong hearts, most people would live in misery.

She didn't know how long she had run at the time, but eventually she grew tired and crawled into an unkempt public park overgrown with weeds.

There, she saw a chubby little black dog.