"Bang!" There was a loud sound, and the teacup was thrown to the ground, breaking into pieces. Xu Mo tried his best to steady his petite body and huddled in the corner, his eyes filled with tears, but he never heard a cry coming from the little boy's mouth. A man and a woman in the room were quarreling so fiercely that even the air vibrated. You and I roared, not hiding their respective anger at all. Various sounds mixed together until they were tired of noisy, and rushed out of the door one after another. Xu Mo just kept huddled in the corner with a horrified look in his eyes. It wasn't until the world became quiet that he began to cry with confidence.