Yun bixue knew that the child was still young and might not be able to remember anything, but she just wanted to talk to him.
Even if they didn't understand, she didn't care. She just wanted to talk. If possible, she wanted to hug them so badly. However, through the phone and space, she could only watch.
Yun bixue almost leaned her head against her phone. She wiped away her tears and told herself to be gentle so that she wouldn't scare the child.
Bai Yaoyao held onto her phone and listened from the side. Her eyes couldn't help but redden.
She knew her best friend well. No matter what happened in her life, she never cried. Even when she was in despair, she never cried. But now, she cried because she missed her child.
She knew that bixue truly loved her children. Hearing bixue's voice, her heart clenched.
"Ling Ye, do you still remember your mother?" Yun bixue asked in a gentle voice. Can you hear mommy? Mom and dad miss you a lot, did Ling Ye miss mom and dad?"
