It seems she broke her word again.
They had agreed to meet below, but he didn't even see her.
Such a big liar.
Shi Lingyan found a place to sit, in this place, he could see the happy times they had spent together in the past.
Every day she nestled in his embrace, either playing the piano and singing softly, or frolicking and playing, carefree and spoiled like a child.
Every day he could see her, and he could also see his parents, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
They would bring his favorite toys from when he was very small and say with a smile, 'Ling Yan, come to Mommy.'
'Ling Yan, come to Daddy.'
'Ling Yan, what do you want to be when you grow up?'
'Our Ling Yan is the best, when he grows up, he'll certainly become a wonderful person, kind and intelligent.'
In the raging inferno, Mommy was engulfed by the flames, Daddy watched her and wept uncontrollably.
A man in his thirties, crying like a child who has not grown up.
