A Maserati stopped by the roadside for a long time. It was getting dark. The entire car seemed to be integrated into the dark night.
The call was ended. Xia Ning leaned against the back of the seat and thought back to her parents' regrets back then.
Back then, her father suddenly left home and left her mother and her. It was not that he did not love her, but it was to protect them and not let them be hurt. He thought that after a few years, when he came to pick them up, the happy life of the family of three would continue.
But he did not expect his mother to pass away suddenly. He did not expect to encounter an accident.
Sometimes when Xia Ning thought about it, that accident was actually a blessing to him. At least he did not have to face the death of the person he loved and did not have to suffer that heart-wrenching pain.
