Several people had no appetite for dinner. Zhou Shuyue slumped in her chair, looking dejected. "Chen Ye," she sighed, "Am I such a terrible mother For so many years, I didn't even realize...","I saw all your photos in Xiaoji's room drawer while I was helping her tidy up. She didn't tell you about that, did she",Yan Ji stood by the emergency exit, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette for himself. His gaze passed through the dissipating smoke, falling blankly on some emptiness below.。