"Uncle, Mother will be sad if you continue to be like this. Xia Xia doesn't want Mother to be sad. If Mother is unhappy, our whole family will not be happy."
'Uncle?'
Liu Yinyin's breathing grew heavy. Her face paled as she took a few steps back.
'Why did Feng Ruqing's daughter… Call him uncle?'
"Qing..."
The young man lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Ruqing's face. "Qingqing?"
Tears almost fell from her eyes.
However, she held it back.
"Yes... I'm here."
"Qingqing..."
The longsword slipped out of the young man's hand. His heart ached as his eyes fell upon Feng Ruqing's bleeding palm. "Qingqing..."
He kept murmuring her name.
It seemed that he could only remember her name.
Feng Ruqing raised her hand and pulled the young man into her arms.
'He's so thin now. I don't know what he has gone through in the past two years…'
"Chen'er, come home with me."
"Alright..."
