At the end of sophomore year, Fu Ying sent out her 46th letter.
Fu Yan said she was stubborn.
Fu Ying nodded: "Mhm."
Fu Yan fiddled with the keychain indifferently: "Our family really is weird, one in a twilight romance, one in a passionate one, one who's been cheated on and fears love, and one who secretly loves in their heart."
Fu Ying gave a perfunctory nod, lying down and zoning out.
"Mhm."
Fu Yan looked at her and felt that ever since Shen Liguang left, this girl always liked to lie down and daydream alone.
You don't know what she's thinking, and she doesn't tell you.
In any case, the child is not big, but filled with worries.
Fu Yan rolled down the car window, finished a cigarette, and the little girl behind didn't say a word.
In the end, he couldn't help asking: "Where to?"
"Going to find Sister Jinyun."
