"Sorry." Si Wenbing's voice was mute.

"Don't apologize, you're all right. I'm making trouble for nothing." Haizi was angry.

Ye Shui-ink patted her on the back of her hand, got up and went to her cousin-in-law, gave a sign to her eyes, and then helped them close the door and hide in the door to listen. Although the room was sound-proof, fortunately she quietly left a gap.

"Sorry.

"You just apologized."

"I apologize for making you cry."

Outside the door, Ye Shui-mo crackled, not to mention his cousin's husband's usual suffocation, but a set of love stories.

Inside the door, Haizi was silent, but his tears stopped. After a while,...