The old door creaked open, and the first thing you saw was Erling lying on the floor, playing with a broken plastic train.,In Zhong Jiawei's pocket, there was a newly bought lighter. Gasoline had been prepared at noon and placed in the kitchen cabinet.,The child's kindness and thoughtfulness warmed Zhong Jiawei's heart. At the same time, thinking about what she was about to do, her heart felt unbearably heavy with sadness.。