It was getting late. Xie Sui got up, walked heavy steps away from the track, pushed the motorcycle, and returned home weakly.
He knew that he could not be selfish, and letting the little girl go back was the most correct choice. She should live under the care of her parents, not just him.
In this space-time universe, he is always alone.
By the door of the house, Xie Sui put his hand into the bag to touch the key, only to find that he seemed to have forgotten the key again.
In the past, he would call Xie Yingtao and ask her to open the door for him every time he forgot to bring the key. Xie Yingtao complained every time, "My dad is so careless. If this goes on, how can I get it?"
Now, no one will come to open the door for him again.
Xie Sui stretched out his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and took out his mobile phone to call the locksmith. At this moment, he heard a "click", and a gap appeared in the door of the room, and a warm yellow light came out of the gap.