Ye Yingsu looked at him, and for some reason, a surge of anger welled up in her heart. She walked over and confronted him, saying aloud, "Lan Liehuo, lift your head up."
Lan Liehuo immediately did as instructed, looking at her with eyes as wide as a startled deer's.
"No matter what happens, don't look down again. Keep your head high and move forward, got it!" Ye Yingsu's eyes were rimmed with red.
Lan Liehuo didn't understand; with the mental capacity of a mere child, how could he? But he didn't want Shushu to be upset, so he nodded hastily.
"Shushu, why do we need to pack my new clothes in the box?" Lan Liehuo asked cautiously.
"It's nothing, just to save space."
She had forgotten to put away the box.
"..."
Lan Liehuo glanced back at the box uneasily, not uttering another word. But for the rest of the day, he was on edge.
He wasn't sure why, but he had an intense feeling of insecurity.
That night, Ye Yingsu ordered takeout, all of Lan Liehuo's favorite dishes.
