Lan Yudie did not want Xiao Han to fight King Kong, nor did she want him to confront Dao Meng. Yet, she was after all just a woman, without the means to control Xiao Han, let alone influence him. All she could do was embrace Xiao Han and give him more love.
Seeing the long scar on Xiao Han's body, Lan Yudie felt a heartache for the first time. This pain was not about losing something, nor was it about missing some beautiful event. It was a kind of sourness, a kind of stabbing pain. It was as if she watched helplessly as someone crushed her beloved toy, and she was powerless to change or respond to the situation.
Xiao Han cradled Lan Yudie's face in his hands.
In the moment of intense eye contact, Xiao Han saw all kinds of tenderness in Lan Yudie's eyes, saw an infinite maternal radiance.
