"ChenChen... it's time for you to wake up. Don't you want to chat with your mother?"
Bai Chen was sleeping in one of the rooms in the inn not far from Fan Zedong's residence. He had a short talk with Yu Ming and Wu Jingguo in the former's room before, but since it was already so late at night, Yu Ming asked him to rest and say that they would continue the discussion tomorrow.
It wasn't easy for him to fall asleep, but then he suddenly heard someone waking him up, and that was why he frowned while closing his eyes instead of opening them.
"You really don't want to see your mother, ChenChen?"
Another question came to him, and this time, it wasn't just a sound disturbing his sleep. The soft palm also caressed his cheek, and he felt a sudden familiarity with the touch.
At this time, he also realized that the voice was familiar to him as well, and that was why he carefully opened his eyes to make sure his guess wasn't wrong.
