As she spoke, she began to choke up, almost unable to stop herself from crying.
So, she stopped looking at this place and continued walking forward.
Standing atop some shattered glass, she sniffed and said, "There used to be a Flower Room here, a house made of glass, very beautiful. In winter, you could watch the snow here without feeling cold. In the rain, you could enjoy the rainfall here. In autumn, it was filled with Chrysanthemums. That year, my dad prepared a very lavish meal here for my mom, and sent her to Z Country for training..."
As she spoke, she recalled that day's scene, and as she remembered, tears welled up again.
"Alright, let's not talk about it. How about you and mommy go inside to look for the anklet your daddy gave mommy?" Qin Yin said softly.
The child in her arms blinked with big eyes, babbling something unintelligible, small hands sucking on his mouth.
