Samuel Johnson pushed open Amanda Smith's room door and saw the back of Amanda Smith sitting on the bed.
She was hugging her legs, her face resting on her knees, as if she was lost in thought.
When he saw her, the gloom in his heart dissipated slightly, and an indescribable warmth emerged from his heart, making his handsome face even more tempting and attractive.
He walked over carefully, sat beside her, and stretched out his hand to embrace her. Amanda Smith only stiffened for a second before relaxing. Her slender back made him feel pity. He quietly kissed the hair hanging down her back and softly asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Amanda Smith lifted her head to look at him, her eyes seemingly looking through him into the distance, and then, she seemed to smile slightly and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow is the day we lay Grandpa to rest..."
