When Jiaojiao woke up, Yu Shuisheng had already left in the morning light.
Jiaojiao had no idea what happened last night.
Just in and out of sleep, she heard the sound of drinking and chatting in the outer room, but she deemed this to be a dream.
She dreamed that her father returned and was drinking with her brothers. Her mother and sister-in-law were accompanying them in peace, just like an ordinary family.
After making breakfast, Suizi saw Jiaojiao sitting on the bed with swollen eyelids, and her expressive eyes seemed puffy from crying.
She brought a hot towel for Jiaojiao and had already thought of ways to comfort her.
The details of Jingting's life involved too many dubious things. Jiaojiao was still young, and some things were deliberately kept from her, thinking for her best.
Suizi had prepared some reasons, but Jiaojiao didn't ask anything.
Just like always, she got up, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and her eyes dimmed when she saw the piano.
