Xiao Yu returned to the apartment, bent down to put on her slippers, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the small pink slippers placed to the side. She took them out, recalling her first trip to the supermarket in Marseille to buy household items. Little Water Drop particularly liked these slippers.
After bringing them home, she put them on and refused to take them off, constantly murmuring in her ear, "Mommy, the slippers are pretty, I really like them."
That tender pink appearance made her tear up uncontrollably whenever she thought about it. "Little Water Drop, where are you? Mommy misses you so much. I'm sorry, it's all Mommy's fault, I lost you. Don't be afraid, Mommy will bring you home soon."
Xiao Yu sat at the entrance, holding Little Water Drop's slippers and cried until she was breathless. The room was empty, devoid of her daughter's innocent and lively laughter, making it so quiet, quiet to the point of suffocation.
