This place, he thought was his home.
But he could never sleep soundly at night, the house was too big, too empty, and whenever he was alone, he would feel so lonely and longed to flee from here.
Now that his mom was unhappy too, he was even less willing to stay here.
He thought, if he returned home, both he and his mom would be very happy.
Lin Xinlan asked in surprise, "Isn't this your home?"
This indeed was Xiaocong's home, but not necessarily hers.
Xiaocong shook his head, "This isn't! Grandma's house is Xiaocong's home; it's also Mom's home. Xiaocong grew up in Grandma's house since I was little, that's my home. Mom, Xiaocong misses Grandma. I want to live with you and Grandma."
Lin Xinlan was so shocked she couldn't speak for a long time.
She had never realized that Xiaocong had always been rejecting this place.
Was it this place that gave him too little warmth?
Or did he have unhappy experiences here?
