The sensitive child hadn't seen her father for a long time already. That's why she was overthinking and afraid as well. She was afraid that she wouldn't have a father, afraid that she wouldn't be able to see him ever again.
Tears welled up in her eyes, seemingly about to fall.
Xia Ruoxin squatted down and hugged her daughter's tiny figure in her arms. How was she supposed to say it? How was she supposed to tell her daughter? How was she supposed to tell her about this situation? Tell her that perhaps her father really didn't want her and her mother anymore.
"Mommy." Rainy tugged at her mother's sleeve only to realize that tears were shimmering in her eyes. They looked just like jewels, and she wanted to touch it. However, all the jewels suddenly shattered with a 'bang'.
Rainy placed her tiny hand on Xia Ruoxin's eyes and moved her small face closer.
"Mommy, is there sand in your eyes?"
