Old Gao cleared his throat.
Everyone hushed.
Old Gao slowly said, "They are all children I've adopted and raised since they were young, consider them your brothers and sisters. This is Phoenix, this is Ah Qian," he pointed to the boy driving, "this is Ah Shui, and pointed to a girl in the corner who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, "that is little drunkard."
Only then did Xia Yangyang notice the child standing in the corner.
The child was very small and skinny, wearing an all-black tracksuit. Even though she was with everyone else, it was hard to notice her, as if she could become invisible.
Xia Yangyang's mind was foggy.
She hadn't been able to react in time.
Her mind was filled with countless inquiries.
Like, who exactly is her godfather, why did he appear here just in time, who are these people, where are they going now...
But these questions were too intertwined.
Xia Yangyang couldn't muster the strength to voice them out.