Standing under the dilapidated low eaves, behind him was the setting sun, its twilight casting across his surroundings. Jiang Zhihao felt as if he had just woken from a dream.,"Daddy, I don't want to go to school. Please don't fight with Mommy, okay" Lingling hugged Jiang Zhihao's head and said.,Zhong Jiawei glanced at Jiang Zhihao and said, "Is it fun to deceive children"。