C217 The Chance Has Come(1)

Porcelaino, white porcelain, all kinds of antiques. Ann's father heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. "Phew, it's good that it's not broken... If you are really gone, I don't know how to live anymore..."

Ann's father held the vase in his arms and cried bitterly. He felt like he had regained what he had lost