"Hehe, sorry about that, I just took a wrong photo," Gu Yu's mother chuckled dryly without a hint of apology in her voice.
"It's... it's fine... as long as my wife is happy..." Gu Yu's father, with tears brimming in his eyes and a twisted face, said softly.
Gu Yu looked at them somewhat speechlessly and said, "You two are still in good spirits, huh?"
"Of course," Gu Yu's mother glanced at her son and said, "After all, your dad and I have been lying down for five years, always sleeping. We've had excellent sleep quality."
Perhaps hearing the noise from their side, Henry and Jenny, who had gone back to their room to rest, came out again, wrapped in pajamas and wearing slippers.
Jenny looked at the bunch of people in the room, paused for a moment, then asked Gu Yu excitedly, "Gu Yu, your parents woke up?"
