"Mom..." Although Yijun was only four years old, upon hearing Gu Jiajia's words, he seemed to understand life and death, and suddenly burst into tears...
Hearing his cries, Gu Jiajia cried even more sorrowfully.
"Mom saw you were young, afraid you'd be sad, so I didn't tell you the truth... Your dad is really dead, keeping these things is useless!"
Gu Jiajia suddenly let go of Yijun and went to pick up the box.
Yijun was faster than her, rushed over, picked up the box, and also grabbed the two photos.
"Give it to me!" Gu Jiajia reached out, looking sternly at Yijun.
Yijun shook his head, his face full of tears: "Mom, don't throw it away... I won't look at the box anymore, you keep it safe, don't throw it away, okay...?"
"Your dad so heartlessly left us, why would I want his things? He left with Quan Canjuan, he was so cruel to me, why would I keep his things!" Gu Jiajia was exceedingly sad and angry.
