Face Slap – Eleventh Form (1)

But for Xiong Ba, Qing Yu and Qu Wen Hao, it couldn't have been more clear. The return of their people, was all due to the credit of the youth they had all betrayed.

Endless guilt and shame coupled with self admonishment wrecked at their hearts, like an enormous rock that crushed upon them, making it hard for them to breathe.

Qu Wen Hao was in a daze, the past few days a fuzzy memory to him like he had been living in a dream. He walked staggeringly, searching anxiously among the women who had returned, yearning to see that one familiar figure that he had missed and had always been on his mind for so many years.

But as his gaze swept over the crowd of people again and again, he still did not see his wife…..

"Did anyone….. anyone see my wife….." Terror and unease swam within Qu Wen Hao's heart, as he stood helplessly among the crowd swimming around him, his voice all choked up.