When Chu Liuchen came over, Shao Wanru was still quietly looking at the screen wall in front of her. She moved her eyes from up to down reading almost every word on it, and at the same time she was recalling her father's faint figure deep in her memory. She bit her lip gently, trying hard to stop the tears in her eyes.

She didn't want to cry, especially not in front of the screen wall.

That was the screen wall of her father, on which every character, whose ...