Mang Tian simply held onto Tang Wulin’s shoulders without giving him any more advice. At this time, letting him vent all of his emotions was the best solution.
After crying for some time, the sounds of Tang Wulin’s weeping gradually died out. He raised the letter in his hand and read it over once more.
Whenever he read the words ‘Your mother and father loves you’, his tears would once again begin to flow out uncontrollably.
Mom and dad are gone, and I don’t even know where they went or when I’ll see them next. Na’er is gone too. My whole family—gone.
“Do you want to search for them?” Mang Tian’s pensive voice called out.
Tang Wulin raised his head, facing his teacher with tearful eyes.
