C97 Your home

Upstairs, I went back to my room, and the moment I closed the door, my tensed nerves gave way and I leaned against the door, tears streaming down my face.

Memories of the past flashed before his eyes like a passing flower, the panic of being pushed down the stairs, the grief and discomfort of being told that his child was gone, the grievances of being misunderstood by Zhu Vuchen