The child's voice was soft, crisp, and pure.
Jian Liangtong took a deep breath, mechanically lifting her neck, her dreamy eyes slowly falling on the child's delicate face.
This face reminded Jian Liangtong of Hao Hao far away in S City.
A hint of bitterness arose in her nose, Jian Liangtong's eyes turned slightly red, and she gently curled her pale lips, "It's okay."
Upon hearing Jian Liangtong say this, both the child and the adults sighed in relief.
"I'm really sorry, the child is mischievous, and I couldn't stop him in time, causing trouble, I'm truly sorry." The child's mother apologized repeatedly.
Jian Liangtong smiled, her arms exerting force as she tried to get up from the ground.
But she tried twice, unable to succeed.
The paleness on her face deepened, Jian Liangtong took a deep breath, pulling her lips to look at the child, "Auntie's legs are numb, could you help Auntie up?"
