With this thought in mind, Meng Xi'er seemed a little lost for a moment.
She lowered her head to look at her fingers, vaguely wondering, has she missed him to this extent?
The sound of a car engine stopping came from the courtyard, and Meng Xi'er looked up. She saw the servants open the door of the minivan, and the tiny figure of Meng Zichen, clad in his kindergarten uniform, bounced out.
He had sharp eyes and spotted Meng Xi'er on the sofa right away, rushing over like a small whirlwind to embrace her.
"Mommy!" Meng Zichen lunged towards her neck, his big, watery eyes sparkling. "You finally had time to come and see me today!"
Meng Xi'er looked at Meng Zichen's juvenile face, and her heart gradually softened. The biting, cold pain hidden deep within her seemed to have slightly melted away under the child's soft, adorable smile, no longer hurting as much.
