“Leile is my best friend. Between us, there’s no need for thanks!” Chu’e’s nose felt sour. “What’s most frustrating is that seeing her like this, I can’t help her at all…”
Yanzheng looked at her silently, his gaze shifting, as if hiding a thousand words but not knowing where to begin. Finally, it transformed into a long sigh.
Yun Lei forced a bitter smile, “I know, you’re all worried about me, but Chu Yue, my heart is so sad. As soon as I close my eyes, I see a blood-covered infant crying, blaming me, saying he will never forgive me! I regret it; I hate myself. Why did I go out that day? Why wasn’t I more careful?” Her tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Lei Lei, this is not your fault!” Chu Yue held her shoulders, looking at her painfully. “Many things are beyond our prediction. Don’t be sad. You’re still young; you’ll have other children, believe me…”
“No, there’s no chance now!” Lei Lei laughed bitterly, “I heard everything you said to my cousin…”
We Keep Repeating the Tragedy of Loss (8)
Chu Yue was stunned. On the day of discharge, she had quietly pulled the doctor aside asking if Lei Lei’s body would have any lasting issues. The doctor regretfully told her that because Lei Lei had previously had several miscarriages and had now experienced such severe trauma, she would never be able to get pregnant again! They had been hiding it from her, never expecting her to overhear.
“Lei Lei…” she choked, for a moment, all words of comfort seemed pale and powerless.
“I know, but this is different,” Yun Lei said, shaking her head, “This is not just about the past; it’s about the choices I’ve made and the consequences that have followed. It’s too late for regrets, but I need to own up to them.”
Chu Yue took a deep breath, trying to steady her emotions, “But you have a chance now. You’re alive, and you can make things right for yourself. It’s never too late to change your path.”
