tears of
stagnation,
the hands
become
cold.
Xinglao
Han
tearful
wifes eyes
closed,
"the baby
her mother
good to go
ah." The
second day
early in
the
morning.
The Huen
Yan wake
up, the
last child
sad cry at
night to
sleep on
the table,
his eyes
black. The
Huen Yan
hastily
dressing,
opened the
door
walking
father
Mothers
room. The
the Huen
brilliant
knock on
the door:
"Dad,
Mum." The
house they
have no
answer,
she gently
pushed the
door
opened
