I still didn't let them find me.

I wandered around the campus alone.

When I got tired of walking, I left the school and went to the street. The people on the road were all in a hurry, no one looked at me.

If I were recognized, I would probably have to face conflict.

Just walking like this, I saw a small wonton noodle shop and thought of my dad again.

Unconsciously, I entered the shop and ordered a bowl of wonton noodles. After it was made, I couldn't eat it.

Tears fell from my eyes.

"What's wrong, child?"

The shop owner saw me crying and thought I was in trouble.

"My dad is dead."

"Ah, the dead cannot come back to life, and your dad wouldn't want to see you like this, right?"

It was quite late, and there were not many customers in the shop. The shop owner brought a chair over and sat next to me, chatting with me to keep me company.

"Why do you say you're not a good person, you can't say that about yourself."

The care of a stranger caused my emotions to completely collapse.

"I know, I recognized you as soon as you walked in the door."

I was stunned.

She smiled.

Listening to her words, my heart ached, each sentence made my heart ache a little.

I haven't had a mother since I was in my teens, so I don't even remember what it's like to be cared for by a mother. I didn't expect to be in this state, and still have strangers willing to care for me.

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