Meng Xi'er couldn't hold her liquor well, she passed out after only a few bottles.
When she got drunk, she didn't fuss or make a scene; she just sat on the couch, clutching her legs and crying quietly all by herself.
Lu Qingchuan sat next to her, watching as the tears rolled down from Meng Xi'er's eyes. He was so heartbroken that he didn't know how to console her, so he silently handed her tissues.
He felt helpless faced with her sadness.
"Xixi..."
Lu Qingchuan gently used the tissue to wipe her tears, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Meng Xi'er raised her face, her eyes already red, "I miss them... I miss Daddy and Mommy... I want to go home..."
Lu Qingchuan momentarily fell silent. He then reached out his hand to pull her into his arms. He felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest, overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness that drove him crazy.
