Chapter 44

• My father eyed the white envelope in my hands, and if I wasn’t so careful, I would have burned together with the envelope. He continued staring at me as if it would grow wings and fly, and after some minutes, he reluctantly took it, but that didn’t mean he stopped eyeing it.
• I think he was convinced he could find out the content of the envelope if he stared at it for a long time.
• “What is this?” He finally spoke up after glaring didn’t work.