"That time, my family was hosting a dinner, so we borrowed a big red round table from my uncle's house and invited about ten or so close relatives over to eat."
The visitor pressed his lips slightly: "It was supposed to be a harmonious and happy evening."
At this point, the visitor let out a long sigh, then pressed his lips together more firmly, while pulling his cheeks, forcing a very stiff smile.
It seemed like his body instinctively wanted to use physical expressions to dilute his inner emotions.
"But that day, I must have been naughty. Maybe I made some unreasonable demands or simply got scolded for playing around... I can't remember the exact reason."
The visitor's gaze became distant, as if trying hard to see something not present: "Anyway, I got reprimanded by my family, then I started crying, and I cried continuously, couldn't stop crying."
