Fortunately, there is a long phone call every day, and the sweet voice that speaks on the other end of the phone penetrates the lonely soul every night.

Voice carries content that is no longer so profound, enriching life day after day.

Gradually, the form of a call is greater than the content, and what the other party will say has become less important. Listening to each other tirelessly every day has become indispensable.

One day.

"Duan Yi"

"Um"

"Actually, I want to tell you that my family is very unfortunate."

"What's the situation?" Duan Yi asked, thinking that there was something more unfortunate than himself. "Are you very miserable?"

"That won't be," said Lin Shuang. "My family has always been rich."

"Yeah!" Duan Yi thought, the people in the city were just pretentious.

"Don't keep um," Lin Shuang said. "Do you remember the last time I mentioned my sister to you?"

"Yes, you said you have a sister."

"She's gone."

“Not at home or?”

"Not alive."

"This—" Duan Yi was complicated inside and didn't know what to say.

"My mother and my father are a marriage arranged by their parents. Later, my father had a young man and left us without any care. My sister couldn't bear it and ran away from home at the age of sixteen. When she came back, she brought a daughter and she was terminally ill. In the past few years she went out, she had been following a gangster. She would rather live with a gangster than return to this broken home. Later, she had a daughter, and her partner and mother-in-law wanted her son and forced her to leave the home. They were not even married. My sister was sick when she returned home, and soon she passed away sadly."

"Did you cry?"

"What do you say!"

"I'm so sad!" Duan Yi said. "From the beginning, I can feel your melancholy soul, and the tears falling from your white pretty face will make me feel overwhelmed."

"I don't want to be unhappy." Lin Shuang said.

"I just want to hug you at this time."
Chapter completed!