If things don't go smoothly, and reality brings you to your knees,
the place you consider 'home' has vanished too.
By then, Grandpa might also have departed.
In this vast world, a tiny Xinyu.
Where will you stand, all alone?
So.
Chen Yuan, do you now understand why I take the future so seriously?
Chen Yuan felt ashamed, having forgotten that although he was just an ordinary child of the working class like Hexiang, compared to Xinyu, he was already fortunate enough, lucky enough.
The two were worlds apart in reality.
He shouldn't blame Xinyu for her lack of security but reflect on himself, realizing that the sense of security he provided was still insufficient.
Gazing at Xia Xinyu, whose eyes brimmed with tears yet still smiled, Chen Yuan gently kissed the corner of her eye.
The faintly salty tear water spread on his lips, savored by him.