Approaching the man, Zaizai stood on tiptoes and tugged at his sleeve:
"Daddy, why hasn't mommy come home yet? Did something happen?"
He looked down, meeting Little Baozi's bright black eyes.
Given Zaizai's intelligence and sensitivity, he must have guessed something.
He bent down and picked up Zaizai in one arm, silent.
Zaizai stared at his daddy's face, his little heart thumping even more rapidly, yet he clung tightly to his pajamas:
"Daddy, I'm being good, I'll behave. Please bring mommy back, okay?"
His gaze sharpened like a spark jumping before it's extinguished, he made up his mind, and ruffled Little Baozi's hair:
"Don't worry, daddy will make sure mommy comes back safe and sound."
*
Yunling City Police Station, detention center.
She no longer knew if it was day or night.
Time just kept flowing endlessly.
On the hard bunk, a fragile body sat hunched over, with slender arms wrapped around her knees, her head buried, leaning against the cold wall.
