The relief she was talking about was not divorce, and Tang Huan could tell it.

Sun Ling was sitting next to her, and she could grab her with her hand, but she couldn't save her.

"I'm sorry~" Tang Huan murmured weakly.

Sun Ling shook her head. "Why are you apologizing again? Do you know how long it has been since I last chatted with anyone? It's been two years."

After her parents passed away, she had nowhere to go and could not find anyone to complain to or vent to.

She didn't dare say much to the neighbors nearby, for fear that her mother-in-law would instigate her to say bad things about her.

"I'm grateful that you listened to me for so long."

It seems that some suffering can be alleviated a lot after speaking out.

Tang Huan shook her head. She didn't deserve any gratitude. She was useless.

There was another knock on the door. The children playing in the yard ran back, shouting, "Mom, someone is knocking on the door!"

Sun Ling gently said to her son who was running back, "Zhuangzhuang, go ask who it is."

As the footsteps reached the door, Zhuangzhuang turned and ran towards the gate again.

Listening to his footsteps running away, Sun Ling said with anticipation: "Zhuangzhuang is already in the first grade. When he graduates from junior high school, he will be able to take care of himself.

In fact, it happened very quickly. When he was born, he was only the size of a pillow, but in the blink of an eye, he has grown to this size."

Tang Huan covered her eyes with her hands, feeling as if her heart was blocked by a ball of cotton. Wasn't she a time traveler?

Why can't I do anything?

After Zhuangzhuang finished asking, he came back running, lifted the curtain outside the door, and ran into the house.

"Mom, that guy said he was looking for the aunt who just arrived."

Tang Huan, who was holding back his tears, lowered his palm and quickly wiped away the water marks around his eyes. "I'll go take a look."

The only ones who could come to see her were either Comrade Xing Cui or Meng Zeyan.

Sun Ling also stood up and walked out.

The door opened and the person standing at the door was Meng Zeyan.

When he came back from his shift, he didn't see Tang Huan, and he waited for a while but she still didn't come back.

Seeing Sun Ling, Meng Zeyan nodded lightly and greeted her.

Sun Ling nodded in response and said to Tang Huan beside him, "You should go back."

Tang Huan turned to look at her. He had a lot to say but couldn't utter a single word. It was all nonsense as it couldn't help her.

"Don't come here again. No one can help me." Sun Ling knew that she was kind, but no one could help her.

Looking at the wounds on her face, Tang Huan couldn't utter the word "good" no matter what.

But she really couldn't help her.

The little girl was about to cry again. Sun Ling took out a handkerchief from her pocket and put it in her hand. He looked at her with a smile and asked, "What's your name?"

Holding the handkerchief, Tang Huan said in a hoarse voice: "Tang Huan, my name is Tang Huan."

Sun Ling smiled, "Tang Huan, goodbye~"

Tang Huan is such a nice name, it’s so nice to be happy.

Tang Huan held the handkerchief, walked out of the door, and whispered to her, "Goodbye."

As she walked out of the door, it was slowly closed.

Tang Huan stood in front of Meng Zeyan, tears streaming down her face. She said, "I can't help her."

Meng Zeyan raised his hand to wipe her tears, he guessed it.

As he said before, "Only she can help herself with this kind of thing."

She couldn't bear to divorce or go all out, so she had no choice but to endure.

"I know, I just..."

Tang Huan choked up, she just couldn't stand by and watch.

Meng Zeyan took her back, and Tang Huan held the handkerchief given to her by Sun Ling in her other hand, her eyes red.

I thought I should just do as Sun Ling said and stop bothering her. I won’t buy any more snacks from her anymore. She will be back home in about ten days.

She will forget about it after a while.

But will you feel guilty when you wake up in the middle of the night?