In the car, the little girl sitting in the back seat kept wiping her tears.
The driver in front couldn't help but ask,""Little girl, what's wrong? did someone bully you?"
"No, I didn 't!" Cheng Anyue shook her head, but her tears continued to fall.
"Then what's wrong with you? why are you crying? did you fight with your family?"
"No..."
"Eh, then what's wrong with you?"
"Uncle, I'm just sad. Can you let me cry for a while?" Cheng Anyue said, feeling wronged.
"Alright, alright, alright. Little girl, you cry. I won't disturb you any longer." The driver said immediately, as if he was afraid of causing a flash flood.
Cheng Anyue pursed her lips and cried even harder.
She knew that she looked terrible crying, but she was really reluctant to leave the an family, so she could only cry to vent her emotions.
Now that she thought about it, an Shijin was right to say that she cried a lot.
