She had long forgotten the taste of tears because no one could tolerate her weakness. She could only bite her teeth, hold back the tears, and silently swallow the bitterness in the quiet deep nights. With a sense of desolation, she fell into a deep sleep, only to wake up from sweat-drenched nightmares, day after day, year after year, endlessly repeating.
Her phone rang, and seeing the caller ID, she pressed the answer button.
A soft and gentle female voice came through the phone, soothing like a spring breeze touching the heart, "Yaya, come over for dinner tonight. It's been a long time since we've seen you. Uncle Qin and Brother Ah Du miss you. Let's have a gathering tonight."
"Okay," she replied.
Carrying gifts, she walked in. Aunt Wu saw her and immediately smiled, "Miss Yun Ya is here. Madam has been talking about you non-stop."
