Fu Xiru's smile looked very bitter.
She said, "How could I forget? That was our child, the child I carried for four months."
"He came to us when we were most in love, and left just when we began to fall out."
"I often think, was it because he could feel the state of our relationship that he refused to choose us as his parents?"
"It's good that you're here today. I've always wanted to worship him together with you, so that when he sees the two of us together, even in the netherworld he will feel comforted."
Long Xiyuan wiped away his tears. "It was my fault."
He draped a thick cloak over Fu Xiru and, hand in hand, they walked to the doorway.
In the courtyard, not far away, there were only Bai Zhi'er and Feng Fuce.
As soon as Bai Zhi'er saw Fu Xiru, she wanted to step forward, but after thinking it over, she forced herself to hold back.
She retreated again to stand by Feng Fuce's side.
