When she saw the broken clothes on the ground, she first left Siwenbing who came with her outside. She went in first, stepped over the glass and carefully approached the leaf ink. Her eyes were dim and her eyes could not open because of her tears.

"Ink and wash, I'm my cousin. Come on, I'll help you dress and we'll go home."

Ye Shui-ink rolled up silently with quilt, and his hair was messy, because his legs were soft and he could not stand steadily. Ye Zhao's finger on the opposite side moved and made a clear gesture to help, but his arm could not be lifted.

Haizi rolled up...