Hardly anyone played with Jiangjiang, and during free activity time, he would just quietly bounce the ball by himself.
Even after training had ended and it was time to change and leave, when Tang Wan offered to help him, he would decline.
"I can manage on my own."
It's good for children to be independent, but too much independence can be heart-wrenching.
Tang Wan had lost her mother at a young age, she could somewhat understand what he was feeling deep down, and without asking much, she took him for some cake after training. The little guy seemed to be instantly healed.
Her phone buzzed, a message from Jiang Yanting, just asking about Jiangjiang's situation.
[...Sorry for troubling you today.]
[No problem.]
...
Meanwhile, Jiang Yanting was in the hospital.
Aside from the person lying in the hospital bed, Jiang Jinsang and Xie Duo were both present, like an arrow nocked and strained, as if something could burst forth at any touch.
