Lu Qiang's blank expression was in contrast with the aching feeling he felt in his heart. His child-like eyes never left the family of three even until they've disappeared from his sight. He unconsciously bowed his head and stared at the muddy ground.
His feet repeatedly stepping on the soft mud, he watched it create mini craters on the ground. Lu Qiang took a deep breath.
His Dad—more accurately his Uncle, had already explained it to him that his biological parents passed away when he was still a baby. He understood this very well at such a young age and since he had no idea of what it was like to have a mother and a father, he never dreamt to have a complete family.
For him, he was fine with just his Dad and him. He was not used to talking with strangers either especially that he's been approached by weird people before just for the sake to use him to get his Dad.
This is fine.
This…. Is really fine.
"Ji An! We're going home now!"
