Who is my father di Bella Lucy, 2021, Indipendently Published

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Jiangnan, early spring, the patter of light rain kept falling.
A boy in Tsing Yi carried a few packets of medicine and strode towards the alley. Behind, a book boy with the appearance of a small servant was holding an umbrella, panting and trotting behind to chase him.
Little Langjun, wait for the little one, it’s raining, what can you do if you are caught in the shower!
The boy turned a deaf ear to his ears and walked to the door of the innermost house in the alley before stopping. He wiped his face without knowing whether it was rain or tears, and then took a deep breath. The corners of his mouth were hooked stiffly, and a trace of reluctance was hung. With a smile, he stretched out his hand and opened the door.
Entering the door, passing through the courtyard, the boy walked directly to a bedroom.