Faced with Lin Fan's concern, the girl simply lowered her head and wept silently. From her eyes, Lin Fan could perceive a deep sorrow, a sadness that seemingly shouldn't be seen in the eyes of a blossoming young lady.
So young, what has this girl gone through?
Lin Fan sat down in front of the girl and didn't press further, just silently accompanying her. Giving her some time, she would open up. She surely had a lot on her mind but lacked someone to confide in, and Lin Fan was a good listener.
Sure enough, after a while, the girl raised her head, looked at Lin Fan, and hesitated as if she wanted to say something.
Lin Fan smiled warmly and proactively said, "My name is Lin Fan, what's your name?"
The girl said, "I am Zou Xiaosheng."
Lin Fan asked, "Where are you from?"
The girl said, "I... I don't even know where to consider myself from..."
Lin Fan asked curiously, "What do you mean? Wherever your home is, that's where you're from, right?"
