They poured their hearts and souls into this daughter.

Xie Yuan finally couldn't hold back any longer.

She buried her face in her husband's arms and burst into tears.

“…Sui Sui…my daughter…don’t you even come to see your mother in your dreams…”

Since receiving the devastating news of her daughter's passing, Xie Yuan has gone from initial disbelief to emotional breakdown and inability to accept it, and now spends her days in tears.

More than half a year has passed.

Xie Yuan had never dreamed of her daughter.

She never came to see her even once in all her years...

Hang Wei comforted his wife, tilting his head slightly to hold back the tears welling up in his eyes.

He couldn't show too much sadness in front of his wife, fearing that Xie Yuan's already unstable emotions would escalate in a dangerous direction.

Even if two people hug each other and cry their hearts out, what's the point?

This will only cause both sides more pain.

After Xie Yuan had vented her emotions for a while, Hang Wei helped her up by the shoulder and wiped away his wife's tears.

"Don't cry. Qinyu lives right across the street. Don't wake her up. If Qinyu sees you crying, she'll be upset again."

The crying gradually subsided.

Xie Yuan suddenly looked up and said to Hang Wei.

"You said we've asked so many people to search for it, and even the police can't find it. Is it possible that Sui Sui was washed away somewhere else? Is it possible that...?"

Xie Yuan ultimately didn't say the rest of the sentence.

She lowered her head again.

If Hang Suisui is still alive, why hasn't she gone home after more than half a year?

Hang Wei could naturally understand what his wife wanted to say.

This is all just self-deception.

Even the murderer's body was never found.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

I don't know how much time passed.

Hearing footsteps approaching from inside the bedroom, Qin Yu quickly moved to the opposite side.