Staring at the photo of his wife and his daughter, Xin Zimen seemed to be lost. He had come back to rest for a while in his room but ended up taking out their photo and then, he lost track of time completely.
He looked at the beaming face of the little girl in the photo and his eyes softened. "How is my little angel? Did you miss Ah-Xin?" His hand caressed the girl in the photo and he smiled, "Ah-Xin is really sorry for not giving you time these days. I had been busy with stuff. I know, it's no excuse. I should have made time for you. I'm really sorry! It won't happen again. I'll try my best that it won't happen again."
Seeing that smiling face made his heart ache all over again. He was torturing himself for years like this but he couldn't help it now. It had become a habit to talk to their photo. He was obviously talking to just a photo but it still made him feel connected to the two people he lost.
