It seemed as if he was waiting for a reply, or perhaps just speaking to himself. When the moment arrived, the little man could no longer hold back his tears and burst into sobs.,Word after word, sentence after sentence, it seemed as if the little one was about to lose their composure. Their tiny hands, stained crimson, clutched at their mouth, gasping for breath. Each question, however, brought a pang of sorrow to the listener and welled up tears in their eyes.,Gu Nuan Nuan bit her lip hard, her fists clenched tightly at her sides. She stared at Gu Wu's face and asked in a cold voice, "What did my mother do wrong What did my maternal family do wrong!"。