Ajiu, Ajiu

Bai Zhun looked at the words on the paper and his fingers clenched tighter and tighter, so tight that his knuckles turned white.

From the first day he met little Ajiu, it seemed that he had made the child suffer.

Even if he had not grown up, he was already a junior high school student after all. He had clearly told himself that he had to take good care of little Ajiu.

But in reality, he had been awful to her in the past two days.

He had avoided the child in everything. He had not even gone to pick her up from school.

Bai Zhun could even imagine how depressed the child must have been.

He was the one who had said that she would always be a member of the family, but he was also the one who had failed her.

Bai Zhun bit his lip. He did not even notice that his lip had been cut from how hard he bit himself.