“……”
Ning Qing's mother trembled as she walked towards her.
Her eyes were full of tears, and her wrinkled fingers reached out to ning Qing's face, but she didn't dare to touch it, as if she was afraid that she would burst like a bubble and disappear.
“……”
Ning Qing held her hand and touched her tear-streaked face. mother.
At that moment, the woman let out a mournful cry.
"Qing Qing Qian Qian"
my Qing Qing, you're not dead. Qianqian, you're finally back!
Ning Qing hugged the woman, her tears falling.
Oh my God, this is my daughter. Oh my God!
you're back. It's good that you're back. It's good that you're alive!
Yan Sichen's eyes were also wet as he looked at the woman who was hugging each other.
He didn't even notice that someone had unknowingly come to his side.
It wasn't until the bowl in the man's hand fell to the ground that the two of them woke up from crying.
Ning Qing opened her teary eyes and looked at the door.
