A wave of inexplicable sorrow surged into my heart.
It felt as if the person in front of me wasn't a stranger, but a relative of mine.
"Okay," Ji Shunuan's throat choked up.
She hadn't expected the elder to be worried about her carrying a burden, coming specially to counsel her.
"Silly girl, why are you crying? Grandma was young once too!" The elderly lady, seeing her reddened eyes, indulged her and stroked her head.
Ji Shunuan couldn't hold back her tears any longer and turned to throw herself into the old lady's embrace.
"No matter what your family thinks, it doesn't matter to me; from now on, you are part of the Bo family! With Grandma and Acheng around, nobody can bully you," the elder whispered softly.
It was as if she was talking to Ji Shunuan, and also to a younger version of herself.
Only those who have been caught in the rain wish to shelter others from it.
"Thank you, Grandma," Ji Shunuan said with a voice choked by sobs.
