Yesterday's rain lasted forever until this morning. The green tender leaves and budded stamens were still bathed in the baptism of the rain. The smoke was hazy and there was more light sadness than usual.

Brittany's manor suddenly became desolate and unusual when Yi Qingchen and others returned from the plane.

"Is this the girl you adopted?"

Young Yi leaned on the balcony and watched the tall girl slowly coming from the gate with a small umbrella downstairs.

"Well, I don't know how to go to school on my first day today."

"You can really worry, her father was killed by Yiqing Chen's grandfather, her mother was hanged by herself,...