"This is just fine, Mom…"
Serena was looking down at the pretty scarf. She could imagine what Huo Xiao Fan might be thinking while knitting this scarf because she seemed so unsure now that she would like the present or not.
Huo Xiao Fan's eyes turned wet and blurry as she heard Serena call her Mom. It wasn't the first time, but something felt so different to her today.
Such a beautiful ring to it…, she thought.
Serena was softly sniffling and gasping, clutching the scarf in her hand. Her teardrops shone on it.
Huo Xiao Fan tremblingly brought her hand forward and put it over her head.
