Qin Tian stood there, stunned.
Being embraced, he could feel that even in winter, it was still a warm hug.
Qin Tian was smart, and he started remembering things early.
So, even though his parents left him when he was just over two years old, and even though eight or nine years have passed, he still remembers his parents' faces.
And in front of him now...
Isn't it just his parents?
Actually, when Sister Gu brought him that letter, he knew that perhaps his parents would return soon.
At that time, Qin Tian was a bit afraid.
He didn't know how he should get along with his parents when they came back.
He hoped for their return, but Qin Tian couldn't deny that he also held some resentment in his heart.
He knew his parents worked for the country.
He knew they were great, they were heroes, and he also knew that they cared about them, sending their salaries every month.
But, but...
At this moment, being embraced, Qin Tian couldn't help but let his tears flow.
