Tan Huairong thought she was introverted and taciturn, but when he took a closer look, he found that the little girl was crying silently.

Tears flowed down her cheeks in large drops, gathered on her pointed chin, and wetted the white quilt.

The moment he saw the tear stains clearly, Tan Huairong felt that the room suddenly became quiet and all the noise disappeared.

Even the air becomes thinner.

It took his breath away.

Tan Huairong's fingers on his lap ...