It was as if she had known ye Zao for a very long time.
It was precisely because she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with ye Zao that Aunt Lang gave the grasshopper that she had treasured for many years to ye Zao when they first met.
If it wasn’t for the fact that her age wasn’t right, she would even suspect that ye Zao was the half a month that she had lost for many years.
Unfortunately.
Her age wasn’t right.
Right now, Aunt Lang could only bury her longing for her daughter in the bottom of her heart and wait for the Little Half Moon.
The Little Half Moon was the place where her daughter went missing.
She believed that if her daughter passed by this place one day and saw the Little Half Moon, she would definitely remember everything.
Thinking of this, Aunt Lang’s eyes turned slightly red.
Ye Zhuo looked at Aunt Lang, his brows and eyes curved. “Aunt Lang.”
