Duan Jintian listened to her big brother's pleasant voice and nodded obediently."Okay."
Xirong Fusheng's eyes warmed up, but she seemed to have thought of something and started to worry again.
"Tiantian, you can't trust people so easily in the future."
"Someone else?"
"Yes, it's to not believe anyone's words except for your parents, relatives, and me."
Duan Jintian looked at Xirong Fusheng and smiled sweetly."Big brother, you're worried about me. Don't worry. I don't believe in others. I believe in big brother. Big brother is a good person."
Xirong Fusheng realized that his cold heart had been warmed by a little girl.
She was like the sun. When he was about to lose his father and was lost and in pain, she suddenly poured into his heart and gave him a direction in life.
……
The next day, Xirong ziye went over, but he still couldn't hold on.