The night outside the window was deep, and soon, a fierce wind arose, the howling sound seeming as if it wanted to uproot the trees within the community, the shrill noise causing dread in one's heart.
In the living room of the Lin Family Mansion, after calling Lin Zonghao and learning he wouldn't be coming home that night, Wen Meiyu sighed and glanced at the wind outside.
Instructing the servants to close the doors and windows tightly, Wen Meiyu went upstairs back to the bedroom, sat for a while, and then went to Lin Xixi's room.
It had been half a year since she last called her daughter, and during this half year, Wen Meiyu's tears had all dried up. Holding Lin Xixi's photo now, her eyes ached unbearably, unable to shed another tear.
"Xixi, where on earth are you? Come back to mom's side, won't you?"
Holding the photo to her chest, Wen Meiyu couldn't help but call out.
But aside from the loud wind outside, there was no other sound.
