In an instant, like an avalanche, the grievances that had been buried deep in my heart for eighteen years burst out.

She seldom cries. In order not to worry her grandfather, she has always pretended to be a good and sensible child since she was a child.

Because she knew that she had no right to be willful.

But now that she had a strong and gentle support, she couldn't help but want to be willful for once.

In the dark room, the petite girl hugged her knees, covered her mouth and sobbed silently, her thin shoulders trembling like a pitiful cub.

In the quiet air.

The crisp reminder tones rang out continuously, and the extremely high frequency showed the sender's anxiety.

A moment later.

The phone vibrated with an incoming call. Chu Yuening raised her head, revealing a pair of red rabbit eyes.

She sniffed, hesitated for a long time, and finally answered the phone.

The man's deep, magnetic voice came from the microphone. It was as light and soft as a feather, and as inclusive as the sea water, so gentle that it was reassuring.

"Yuening, don't cry."

This short sentence completely shattered Chu Yuening's pretense of strength.

For the first time, she burst into tears like a little child, crying out all the resentment, grievances and depression she had accumulated over the past eighteen years.

She thought that after crying, she would never feel sad for those irresponsible parents again.

Because they don't deserve it.

From now on, she will cherish those she loves and those who love her.

The man did not say anything to comfort her, but let her vent her emotions.

After a while.

After the girl's crying gradually subsided, the man's low and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yuening, look out the window."