Chapter 70-“The Pink Diary and the Snow-Covered Graves of Loved Ones”

“Daddy, daddy,”

A young girl appeared on the other end of the field. She looked just like Xiaowen. Her fair face had two sweet dimples, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.

The old man pointed at her with his cane, “She’s Xiaowen’s younger sister, Xiaohua.”

Xiaohua nodded at Xiao Xiaoxiao and smiled, bringing with him the shyness of the village girl.

She went forward to support her father and complained, “It’s so cold. It’s raining so heavily, don’t come. “

Xiaohua then turned to Xiao Xiaoxiao and said, “He comes here every day, and I can’t even persuade him.”

Xiao Xiaoxiao didn’t make a sound. He looked at the rain and saw that there wasn’t a single bit of warmth in his body. His body trembled and his heart felt as if there were ten million stones pressing down on him.

“You must be Xiao Xiaoxiao, right?”

Xiaohua suddenly raised his head and asked.

Xiao Xiaoxiao nodded with a grim expression.

“My sister always talks about you. I have something to give to you.”

Xiaohua’s eyes reddened.