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I don't have a family either

"... She was suffering from senile dementia and had always forgotten who I was. She hadn't been able to cure it and her body condition had been treated for a long time as well. But today, her mental condition was suddenly exceptionally good … I had thought that it would be a comeback. "

When the ambulance finally arrived, I helped lift the old woman onto the stretcher. Then the old man said to me, "Go back, girl. The family will be worried if you are late. Thank you for today. "

He got into the ambulance and waved at me. "Go back. Don't worry about your family."

I stood there watching the ambulance go, thinking: I don't have a family, either.

I slowly turned around and walked home. My heart suddenly felt a little depressed. I felt very depressed and uncomfortable.

I had the urge to cry. My eyes were slightly sore, but I held it back.

I don't know since when I have so many sentiments, clearly used to be as hard as a stone, nothing can move me. How great was that? It was as though he had donned a set of armor, impervious to swords and spears, immune to poisons.

What I need is a strong soul, and I don't want to be soft. It doesn't do me any good.

This won't do, this won't do, this won't do …. I told myself over and over that I shouldn't be like this, that I should be cold, should be cold.

When I entered the corridor, the sound control light lit up. I quickly took a few steps forward and the feeling of wanting to cry seemed to have disappeared. I raised my head and was stunned as I stood at the corner.

Jin Zicheng was standing right above me, looking down at me. Light poured down from above, making him look like an angel.

As I looked at him, I felt the tears that I had finally managed to hold were beginning to roll back into my eyes.

Jin Zicheng frowned slightly as he looked at me in displeasure, "Why are you back so late?"

As I looked at him, my eyes grew hot and I began to cry. I lowered my head and wiped my eyes, but the more I wiped, the more I could not wipe away.

When I saw Jin Zicheng walk to my side, I became even more anxious and wanted to wipe my tears clean. However, Jin Zicheng suddenly pulled my hand away, exposing the red circles in my eyes.

"What's wrong?" He reached out to wipe my tears, and the heat of his palms against my somewhat cold skin made me want to snuggle up against him.

Was it my imagination? Why do I feel that his every move, including his tone of voice, is much gentler than usual?

It seemed like I hadn't cried like this in a long time, so I couldn't stop the tears coming out like a flood.

I even thought about giving up on myself. I might as well just do this, and cry properly, even if it's in front of Jin Zicheng, I don't care anymore.