Stuart Linger stood in front of the door. She waited for a long time. She dared not open the door. She is afraid of... She was afraid to see the scene she was afraid to see.

She was afraid that she would never see the bright boy again.

But after all, the door is open.

As the door slowly opened, Stuart Linger saw the people inside.

When she saw the man in it, her tears were like the Yellow River bursting its banks, and she could no longer restrain herself.

In the living room, the lights are dim.

There are cats and mice on TV.

There was a man lying...