Throughout the journey, Zhu Shuanghua was in an excited state.
Jiang Yi's hand was tightly grasped by her, squished and rolled, as she couldn't bear to let go.
She said to Jiang Yi, "When you were little, your mom was so busy with work she hardly had time for you, and your dad was even busier. Back then, if you didn't see your mom at night, you would cry and make a fuss. Strangely enough, as soon as your grandfather sent you over to my place, you would quiet down immediately.
Back then, you weren't shy with strangers either. You were just a tiny bundle, and at night, you'd burrow into my blankets. Many nights, it was only after I held you that you could fall asleep. Thinking about it, the time I spent sleeping next to you was even more than with our own Xici."
