
Best Friend (novelette)
by Wang Xiaomu
About This Novel
She was going to ask you where you were last night and why you came back so late? As a result, something came out of his mouth: Were you with your mistress yesterday? He led his daughter down the stairs. The stairs are a bit narrow and made of stainless steel. When the treads are not dry, they are a little slippery. I didn't think so much about it when I renovated the duplex building. When I was a child, my daughter slipped and fell on the stairs several times, and she developed a memory. As long as her father is at home, she must hold his hand when going downstairs. Now that my daughter is fifteen years old and a freshman in high school, she still wants him to lead her. Every time he held her, he would think that if his daughter wanted him to hold her for the rest of her life, he would be willing to do so. He and Chenchen were silent, which was commonplace.
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