The moon had its ups and downs, and people had their joys and sorrows.
Seeing that it was getting late, Sullo didn't delay them and urged them to hurry.
"Zilu, Zichao, thank you for your kindness."
Mo Ruyue had been teaching the triplets some simple hand gestures, and they all remembered them. Listening to her mother's words, she also knew that her uncle was Su Luo, and she waved her little hands at him happily.
In their world, if they met again, it meant that their mother was going to take them out to play. Aren't they happy?
Su Luo wished she could snatch one over. She turned around without hesitation. Out of sight, out of heart. She waved her hand behind her.
After her sister's family left, Su Luo's heart had been empty. She couldn't lift her spirits all day and had really become a loner.
