"It's you!" Her eyes widened as she tried to get a better look at the child in front of her. Hastily, she wiped the corners of her eyes and forced back the tears. She couldn't swallow the lump in her throat.
Yun Shishi hugged him tightly, as if she were afraid that in the next second, the boy would turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear from her sight!
The boy sighed in exasperation at that and gently stroked her hair. "Mommy still cries so much."
"Is it really you, Youyou?" She pursed her lips together to stifle a sob. "Mommy isn't dreaming, am I?"
Youyou looked at her with much fondness. "If Mommy is not quite awake yet, you could go back to bed and continue lying there. I'll wake you up when dinner is ready."
When she heard this, her tears started flowing. From this alone, she could almost conclude that the child in her arms was not Gong Fan, but Youyou… Only Youyou would speak to her in such an indulgent tone.
