Hearing Jin Mo's sobs, Deng Huixu's eyes slowly brimmed with tears as she gently patted her back to offer comfort.
Jin Mo, crying herself to exhaustion, closed her eyes and feigned sleep. The feeling was as if she had returned to her childhood, cuddled in her grandmother's arms being softly consoled after feeling aggrieved.
Waiting until Jin Mo's crying had somewhat subsided, Deng Huixu gently spoke, "Momo, the day after tomorrow is your father's death anniversary. Let's go visit him together."
Jin Mo nestled in her arms and gently nodded her head.
...
After an autumn rain the cold arrives, and following its fall, winter had thoroughly set in with a sudden drop in temperature.
Early in the morning, Jin Mo had to gather a great deal of courage just to clamber out of bed.
