It was a gloomy afternoon when IB and her parents went to visit Gernut's art exhibition. "IB, did you bring that lace handkerchief? It's the one I gave you for your birthday." "I took it with me well." "Really, IB is really a reassuring child." "IB is very reassuring no matter what she does, isn't it? She is our daughter after all." "Yes, she is our daughter after all." The gloom in the sky seemed to be getting more intense, and there was no trace of blue anymore.