I fell through the tunnel and brought my family to live a good life

"You... do you really know Yingying?" Sun's father's voice was hoarse and trembling, and every word seemed to come from the bottom of his heart. He slowly approached, his eyes fixed on the portrait.

"Yes, uncle, but what happened between me and Yingying also happened three years ago." The other party's voice was gentle and sincere, with a hint of bitter memories. "After she left without saying goodbye three years ago, I haven't seen her since. It was just that recently, when sorting out old things, my friend accidentally found the letter, and the content of the letter made me decide to come and visit you."

Hearing this, Father Sun's body trembled slightly, and he slowly sat down on the chair, as if he had lost all his strength in an instant. The chair made a slight creaking sound, which intertwined with the occasional sound of wind coming from the window, forming a lonely picture. His eyes never left the portrait, but there was a heaviness and sadness in his eyes.

"Yingying... made a big mistake." Father Sun finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse, every word seemed to be weighed down by a heavy stone, difficult to utter. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in his heart, but the pain and helplessness surged like a tide, making him unable to resist.

"When Yingying was little, she was smart and sensible, although she was a little willful. But I, I... I still can't believe that she would do such a thing." Father Sun continued, his voice full of self-blame and heartache, "As her father, I... I didn't fulfill my due responsibilities. If I could care about her more and understand her thoughts more, maybe... maybe none of this would have happened."

At this point, Sun's father's eyes were moist. He lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, as if trying to hide the unbearable pain. The room fell into a brief silence, with only the occasional sound of wind coming from the window.

"Did Yingying mention us?" Mother Sun raised her head and looked at Tang Wenhao with expectant eyes.

Tang Wenhao naturally remembered what Chen Yuanyuan said about her parents, but looking into his grandson's mother's eyes, Tang Wenhao chose to continue lying.

"She didn't tell me in detail," Tang Wenhao's voice was gentle and sincere. He tried to make his tone sound more natural, "but she once said that her parents were very simple and kind, and they treated her very well."

When Sun's mother heard this, she nodded gently, as if she had found some kind of comfort and strength in Tang Wenhao's words. She reached out her hand and gently stroked Yingying's face in the portrait, as if she wanted to have a silent conversation with her daughter through this way, across the barriers of time and space.

"Thank you, child." Mother Sun's voice was choked with sobs. "I am really grateful to hear you say this. Although we don't know where Yingying is now, at least we know that she still has us in her heart."

Father Sun suddenly stood up and said, "I'm so sorry for not treating you well. I haven't even poured you any water yet! You're staying at home for dinner tonight. I'm going to go out and buy some food."

"Yes, yes, drink some water." Sun's mother also stood up and got two bowls. Ever since the incident, everyone wanted to draw a clear line with the Sun family, so usually no one would come to their house. As a result, there were no extra water cups at home, so they could only use bowls to entertain.

"Uncle, aunt, don't bother, we just come to see you, don't bother!" Tang Wenhao subconsciously prepared to refuse.

"That won't do! Child, it's not easy for you to come here from far away, how can we let you leave with an empty stomach? Besides, you are Yingying's friends, we are already very happy that you can come to see us. Although our home is simple, your thoughtfulness is indispensable. With you around, I feel warm in my heart." Father Sun insisted on going to buy vegetables, and left after saying that.

Sun's mother also agreed, "Yes, children, you can stay for a meal. Although our family's current situation is a bit special, we can still afford to treat you to a meal."

Shen Xiao patted the back of Tang Wenhao's hand under the table. As friends of many years, they naturally had a tacit understanding. Tang Wenhao understood in his heart that this meal was a rare warmth and comfort for Sun's father and mother, and it was an expression of their longing for their daughter.

"Aunt, we will eat at home then. It's just a bother for you."

Seeing that the two agreed to have dinner at home, Sun's mother broke into a long-lost smile on her face. She quickly turned and walked towards the kitchen and started to get busy.

Shen Xiao and Tang Wenhao were the only ones left in the room. Tang Wenhao's eyes could not help but fall on Yingying's portrait. Those gentle eyes seemed to be staring at him. He murmured to himself, "How could you hurt their hearts like this?"

Shen Xiao didn't hear what Tang Wenhao said and thought he was talking to him, "Wenhao, what did you say?"

"Oh, nothing." Tang Wenhao retracted his gaze. "I just said, is it possible for her to come back?"

"Maybe, maybe not. I just hope she can turn back from her wrong path." Only Sun Yingying herself knows the answer to this question.

Tang Wenhao didn't say anything, he stood up and walked to the bed. He didn't bring much money today, so while Sun's father and mother were not in the room, he stuffed all the money he had under the quilt on the bed against the wall so that they could see it when they went to bed at night.