What a warm and beautiful scene.
What a happy and delightful family!
An Lin felt as if his heartstrings had been tugged on, and he was slightly entranced by the image displayed before him.
"This is the first time I've ever shown this image to anyone. I can only use this image to reminisce about what my parents looked like now," Xu Xiaolan said in a faint, forlorn voice.
An Lin heaved a long sigh. "Xiaolan, you were so adorable when you were small. Our parents also looked really good when they smiled…"
Xu Xiaolan's grief was alleviated somewhat by An Lin's compliment.
A smile appeared on her face. "Of course! My parents and I are all supermodels!"
"By the way, do you think I'm more like my father or more like my mother?" Xu Xiaolan turned to look at An Lin with her bright eyes.
An Lin thought for a moment before replying, "You're more like your father in normal, everyday life, but you're more like your mother when you fight."
