The carriage started slowly, yet Qin Yi in it didn't look back, nor dared to look back, fearing that, once he looked back, he would never be able to leave.
Su Pan'er bit her lip in distress, taking several deep breaths in succession, barely suppressing the tears in her eyes.
He said, crying too much is not good for the child!
Qin Yi had just left, and Su Pan'er already began to miss him.
People around her seemed to be constantly bustling, apparently talking about something, but all she heard was a buzzing sound.
Seeing her pallor, Mrs. Su-Hua hurriedly assisted her into the house, looking at her with a worried expression.
"Pan'er, are you okay?"
"Mother, I'm fine. It's just that I feel a bit depressed for the moment."
Su Pan'er inhaled deeply and shook her head.
In life, there are eight sufferings: being separated from loved ones, difficulty in letting go, unfulfilled desires, despising what is available.
She is experiencing all of these, naturally suffering greatly.