"Click~"

Another drop.

...

The child cried.

......

Mr. Jiang was suddenly a little anxious.

"Tangtang."

...

The child hurriedly twisted his body.

Turning back to Mr. Jiang.

He reached behind and shook his hand hard.

Obviously, I don’t want Mr. Jiang to see his crying side.

...

Mr. Jiang was set in place.

After a while, a sigh erupted from his throat.

He looked around.

Then I took a pack of tissues and put them next to the child.

...

Mr. Jiang got up and left the room.

He knew that children needed space to be alone.

...

The door was gently closed.

A few seconds later, a cry sounded in the room.

After the intermittent crying, the child finally burst into tears.

The child covered his face with his hands.

Wipe the tears on your face hard.

Crying sadly and desperately.

...

Mr. Jiang stood at the door of the child's room.

He vaguely heard something.

His heart was a little heavy.

...

After a while, Mr. Tang adjusted his mood.

He looked at Mr. Jiang.

"Lao Jiang, have you found anything?"

"Tangtang..."

...

Mr. Jiang walked forward a few steps.

Leaving the location close to the door.

...

"No."

Mr. Jiang stood behind the escalator and looked down.

...

Why…...

It's the expected answer.

Mr. Tang still couldn't control the sudden strong disappointment in his heart.

He pressed hard on his stomach.

I don't know if it's too disappointed...

He felt a little nauseous inexplicably.

...

“Not…”

Mr. Tang murmured.

The voice was hoarse.

Too.

How could this world exist...

He was also in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

I just thought of my granddaughter’s incomprehensible performance…

...

"uncertain."

Mr. Jiang shook his head slightly.

...

ah?

After a moment of silence, Old Tang suddenly looked at Old Jiang.

What's the meaning?!

Didn’t you find nothing?

...

"Just feel..."

Mr. Jiang frowned.

"uncertain……"

He looked around with his eyes raised.

"Let's take a look at this kid again in the evening."

...

"night?"

Immediately afterwards, Old Tang blurted out.

"Tangtang doesn't like us going to her room at night."

...

"Why?"

Old Jiang raised his eyebrows.

Is this still true?

"You haven't told me this before."

...

Mr. Tang was a little confused.

“Is this… very important?”

He has to say too much, so there will inevitably be some omissions.

...

"She didn't like you going to her room at night?"

Mr. Jiang was thinking.

...
To be continued...