The sound of the train whistle was piercing in my ears.
She could vaguely hear the people around her singing and laughing, but she felt like crying.
The baby in her arms seemed to sense her mother's sadness. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and cried loudly...
She looked at the crying child, feeling a little helpless.
People around me kindly reminded that the baby might be hungry...
She hurriedly hugged the baby and went to the toilet.
Seeing the child sucking the milk, a smile appeared on her lips: "The love is deep, the love is deep, it's just that the love is deep, but the fate is shallow..."