Lin Xinlan nodded solemnly, "I haven't lied to you, and I won't let you down."
Rong's mother smiled with relief, her heart filled with more hope, and her desire to die was no longer so intense.
After speaking with Rong's mother, Lin Xinlan quickly set off to leave.
She hurried to the airport, bought a plane ticket, and flew directly to another city.
In her memory, she had last visited that small town when she was eight years old.
It was her father's hometown, where he had lived until he was ten years old. After that, his family moved to another city, and they never returned.
If it hadn't been for the death of a relative, her father's great-uncle, her father would not have returned to that hometown.
At that time, her father took her to attend the elder's funeral, and they stayed there for a while before leaving.
Besides the address, what stood out most in her memory of the small town was a river that ran through it.
And a stone arch bridge over the river.
