C287 I Can't Read It Anymore

Deep in the night, the old man and two children carried the steaming hot food and knocked on the door. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he stood at the door and apologized, "Mu Qing, we were wrong."

"Mom, we were wrong."

What answered them was silence. There was not even the sound of the wind.

They looked at each other awkwardly and continued, "Qingqing