Fifteen. The fact that is even more devastating than sadness

The atmosphere in the living room grew silent.

Trance's eyes turned red as he fought back tears.

Lu Li seemed to hear the sound of sniffing from the empty space next to him. It might be an illusion, but Anna might really be crying.

"What happened after that?" Lu Li's question appeared inappropriately amid the somber moment.

Bowing his head, Trance said, "I cleaned up the house and bought disinfectant to mask the smell. You had been here before to investigate; I couldn't tell the truth, I only told them that my wife had disappeared... and then you came."

Everything became clear.

Lu Li continued, "Have you seen a psychologist?"

Trance trembled, his face hidden in shadows, his voice emotionless: "Do you... think I have a mental problem..."

"Not at all, just checking. After all, your current appearance isn't very convincing," Lu Li said calmly.

"So... do you believe me?"