In a modest courtyard, several ancient trees swayed gently in the wind, their fallen leaves rustling, where a woman stood silently. She was dressed in simple, plain clothes; her hair like a cascading waterfall, lightly draped.
She stood there as though she melded with the courtyard, acquiring a hint of withering quietude.
It wasn't until Guoguo's voice came from the room once again that she took steps to go inside.
In the room.
Guoguo had already gotten up and began to dress herself, speaking as she did:
"Mom, it's time for breakfast, we'll be heading to the woods soon."
Ren Shan, looking at her sensible and obedient daughter, felt her eyes moisten.
She had done many unforgivable things and taken advantage of many people.
She had also harmed not a few.
But she had never let her daughter know of these things, nor had she ever tainted her daughter's innocence.
