At this point, the car did not stop but was rather more anxious to leave. A thought occurred to Mei, Maybe it was the rain’s fault. Otherwise, he would stop...
Deep inside her there was always much pain and confl ict when she thought what kind of person he had been and what sort he was now. Anyway, there was no time for her to think any further. She must catch up with the car, not for the sake of herself but for her poor children. Running after the car, she started shouting with her elder son, “Stop! Stop!” Every time, however, as they were getting closer, the car was driving away further and further. Eventually, she gave up because she could hardly breathe. When the street emptied, the car had already dwindled into the distance with nothing recognizable but the color, still a bright white.