C1774 The Old Man Is Gone

When Lin Xiaoxiao returned home late at night, it was already evening. As soon as they went upstairs, the two of them went straight to Lin Xiaoxiao's room.

As for this person, sometimes, he was like this as tears flowed down his face. The ones he cared the most about were his children, and the first ones they went to see were his children, not the old man who had been left at home the whole day