Miaomiao's eyes were innocent; she had no idea what had happened. In her mind, Lan Xiyu was still that very gentle brother, whose smile was as warm as the spring breeze.
Rong Shengsheng sighed deeply, her eyes filled with complexity. "If Mommy doesn't go back tonight, brother will be in danger. You wouldn't want brother to get into trouble, would you?"
Miaomiao nodded like a pecking chick, yet couldn't help but burst into tears. "I miss brother so much."
At that moment, Li Hanxian, who had been standing guard outside the door, also opened it. He had not disturbed Miaomiao and Rong Shengsheng's time alone.
"It's about time, Shengsheng, we should go."
Rong Shengsheng nodded, her gaze lingering on Miaomiao with reluctance. How much she wished to stay with Miaomiao, to sleep together, to tell stories, then to eat and play happily together.
But she couldn't...
However, she believed that such days would come true very soon.
With tears in her eyes, she turned and left.
