His eyes reddened suddenly, but he took a deep breath and stubbornly held back his tears. Aunt Su didn't like him and wouldn't want him; he couldn't bother them.
With his head lowered, he turned around disheartenedly and climbed upstairs, going to his room to quietly pack his things.
Lu Tong stood for a while, then said, "I'll go up and check." He turned and went upstairs to see Little Fatty, too.
Aunt Song looked at Zhan Yue, "What are you still standing there for? Go up and watch over them."
"Oh, okay, I'm going up. You guys keep talking."
After saying that, Zhan Yue also turned and went upstairs.
The living room fell silent all at once.
Upstairs, inside the room.
Little Fatty, his head lowered, was dropping tears as Lu Tong, awkwardly sitting beside him, didn't know how to console him, and could only give him a brotherly hug.
"Xiaopang, no, I won't go with Aunt Su to City C either, I'll go to the welfare institute with you. Don't be scared."
