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Da Ya's thoughts drifted to her mother, who would always feed her children first during meals and only tasted a few bites herself. A pang of sourness welled up in her heart. In the end, she took the bowl from Su Yu's hands, her gaze flickering with complex gratitude and hesitation.
"Alright, then I'll leave you be. If I need anything, I'll come to look for Second Aunt," she said.
Su Yu left behind a sentence filled with warmth, turned, and walked away, leaving Da Ya standing by the doorframe, clutching the bowl filled with warmth and understanding, her heart a jumble of mixed feelings.
With that, Su Yu gracefully turned around, her skirt swaying in the breeze like an elegant orchid, slowly dispersing in the morning light.
She was carefully planning her schedule for the day, her hurried steps betraying her determination and grace.
