The vision stopped abruptly. When Yu An came back to her senses, Meng Fanxin's face was already streaked with tears.
"He was protecting me... My child was protecting me..."
Meng Fanxin was sobbing uncontrollably. "My child was protecting me all along, and I never even knew. I... I even resented him..."
She had wished she'd never given birth to Tian Fu, but who could have imagined that the things that hurt her weren't done by her child at all?
Yu An patted her shoulder. "Mrs. Meng, this isn't the time to be heartbroken. Your child can still be saved."
She placed both hands on Meng Fanxin's shoulders and said earnestly, "Your child's soul is still here. Once we defeat Tian Fu and take that body back, you might be able to see each other again."
"R-Really?"
"Of course," Yu An nodded emphatically. "He has a body and a soul, so why wouldn't it work?"
Meng Fanxin slowly stemmed her tears. She lovingly stroked the painting, her gaze gradually hardening with resolve.
