Beloved little goldf

No matter how the police explained it, the little girl remained convinced that her father looked just like the drawing.,However, the little girl frowned and thought for a long time before she said, “But Wanwan doesn’t have a mother.”,The city walls lay broken, dilapidated and withered. Everywhere you looked, collapsed houses stood as silent witnesses to ruin. And the earth was covered in a carpet of shattered brick, a mosaic of broken pieces like autumn leaves, decaying silently.。