Mother Bo and Ye Anran were sitting in the hall, watching Bo Jinyu and his father chat in the yard. Suddenly, Mother Bo cheered up and started telling Anran about Bo Jinyu's childhood.
The quiet night seemed to gradually dissolve the family disputes with the cool autumn breeze.
It wasn't until after midnight that Bo Jinyu and Ye Anran left the old house.
In the car, he gently held Ye Anran, pressed her little head onto his shoulder and said, "It's late, sleep awhile. I'll carry you back when we arrive."
"I'm not tired," Ye Anran said, smiling. "My mom told me a lot of interesting things tonight!"
"Oh, such as?" Bo Jinyu looked at her under the soft moonlight, her eyes sparkling with joy.
He found himself unable to resist. He gently kissed her long curly eyelashes.
"Stories from your childhood," she said.
"Really?" Bo Jinyu raised an eyebrow.
