The two women spoke in soft whispers along the corridor and didn't even notice that Yuan Yuan had already walked a few meters away from them.
The little kid seemed to sense that they were talking about him and he suddenly loosened his grip and sat on the floor and started to wail loudly.
"Ma ma…" Yuan Yuan stretched out his tiny hands and rubbed hard at his eyes. He cried pitifully and soon, his small face turned red.
He rolled on the floor and ended up lying on his stomach, then he started to crawl forward with all his might.
He stared at the room at the end of the corridor with his teary eyes. That was his mother's room and his mother was inside.
"Ma ma…" Yuan Yuan used all his might to crawl forward and cried out for his mother at the same time.
He looked extremely pitiful lying there sprawled out on the ground.
Menglin and Wang Lan stopped gossiping and rushed forward to carry the child.
