"I can't go. What if Xiao Shu misses me?" Ye Xingbei was reluctant.
"If Xiao Shu needs you, Xiao Chi will call you," said Gu Junzhu, leading her towards the back of the mountain. "The kids are growing up and need their space. As a mother, you should learn to let go."
Ye Xingbei: "...Nonsense!"
Her little Xiao Shumiao was only five years old.
Other children at the age of five probably can't even dress themselves well yet. How was she supposed to let go of her own yet?
Despite her reluctance, seeing Gu Junzhu's insistence, Ye Xingbei didn't dampen his enthusiasm.
With Gu Chi watching over the kids, she didn't have anything to worry about.
Gu Junzhu took Ye Xingbei to the back of the mountain.
At the most open part of the mountain, Ye Xingbei saw a hot air balloon.
Ye Xingbei was surprised: "A hot air balloon?"
"Yes," Gu Junzhu chuckled. "Didn't you say that your biggest childhood dream was to fly like a bird and touch the stars?"
