Chapter 69: Even Death Couldn’t Pry Him Away
The trio noticed that Liora hadn’t moved from her place for a long time. They had already finished laying the last body into the pit, placing them side by side with gentle care. It was a silent moment of respect. But when they turned around, they saw her still kneeling in the same spot, unmoving.
Zhou Yinuo frowned. "What’s wrong with her?"
Without wasting time, the three of them walked over. They stopped a few steps behind her, then they saw Liora’s condition and the scene, which froze them all.
A boy. There was a boy in her arms. "Where did he come from? He was not here when they first arrived."
They hadn’t seen him before. None of them had noticed that nestled, so tightly in the mother’s embrace was a small child. So tightly held, so well shielded, that even death couldn’t pry him away.
"He’s alive..." Chen Wei whispered, as if scared his voice might disturb the moment.
Even Zhou Yinuo’s eyes welled up. She turned her head slightly, trying to blink the tears away. "So small... he’s just a child," she murmured. "But he lost everything... in a single night."
Liang Zihan looked down, his throat tightening. He suddenly remembered the night he lost his own family—all the blood, the screams, and the desperation of being too late. They had all gone through it. Left behind. Alone in a collapsing world.
They had run with empty stomachs and dry throats. There was no time to grieve then. They could only stand up and continue walking. Because only one thing was left, and that was survival.
They were no different from this boy once.
Hopeless.