Perhaps, this is what you call fate.
No matter how she resisted, she couldn't defy the flood of destiny. She could only follow the predetermined path, moving forward through its rugged terrain.
Halfway through the ride, Meng Zichen woke up in a daze. He looked out at the unfamiliar scenery and realized they were not heading towards the hospital. Puzzled, he asked, "Mommy, aren't we going back to the hospital?"
Meng Xi'er held him tight and kissed his tender face, "Baby, do you want a big house?"
"Huh?"
"A very, very big house. There will be many people to play with you. Whether it's cake or ice cream, you can have whatever you wish to eat."
Meng Zichen looked up at Meng Xi'er.
He had a pair of dark, deep eyes, just like Lu Yebai's. His pupils were especially big, clear as mirror, reflecting the face of the person looking into them.
"Baby wants to be with Mommy."
