They celebrated with a big meal and Ying Yue sent a picture to Wang Li. He laughed when he received a picture of Wang Li's meal: a bowl of instant ramen with the caption: 'Miss your mother's cooking.'
"Mother, Ah Li said he misses your food."
"When will he come visit? I miss that boy."
"He said he wants to make a name for himself first. To prove his worth or something."
His father smirked and cleared his throat, sitting tall.
"Son, is there something you wish to tell us?"
"Hm? I haven't hidden anything from you, father."
"So, your relationship with Wang Li had not changed since your mother and I saw him last?"
"…"
"Ying Yue."
"I… I don't know."
"Yue-er, we are fine with you providing Wang Li with a phone and money, but we are concerned that he… We don't want you to get hurt."
