Outside the house, Xia Yuxun's movements startled Xia Molin in the courtyard.
Xia Molin stepped out of the house, and after seeing the scene before him, he was severely stunned, seemingly unable to believe his eyes.
"Yuxun..."
Xia Molin's face was full of shock, which caused Xia Yuxun a wave of heartache, "Dad..."
"Come inside!" Xia Molin's eyes were slightly red, and he immediately turned his back, as if to hide his emotions, and walked into the yard.
He didn't scold her, nor did he hit her, but just quietly, helplessly, wearily said, "Come inside."
Xia Yuxun's eyes immediately welled up with tears, which started rolling down uncontrollably.
"Aw woo aw woo..." Pudding seemed to sense its owner's sadness, and lifted its head to lick her cheek.
Xia Molin sat in the bedroom, beside him was a portrait of the late An Ruoxin.