Yao Mingyue was held by her mother, and she couldn't continue to complain. Flushing, she said, "Alright, there are a lot of people watching, let's go home."
"Okay, let's go home."
...
Going home.
It takes about an hour from the airport to their home.
Yao Mingyue was initially bickering with her mom, but soon she dozed off in Liu Rushuang's arms.
Liu Rushuang gently patted her daughter's back and touched her slightly cold cheeks and her hands that seemed to never warm up, just like when she used to lull her to sleep as a child.
"It's winter, and Mingyue is like a little bear ready to hibernate..."
But the tone filled with distress and affection could not hide from Xu Musen's ears.
"Mom, Mingyue's health..."
"Shh, let her sleep for a while, don't worry, I'll have a good talk with her."
Liu Rushuang gently shushed, patting her daughter's back, not wanting to discuss this topic, and held her daughter in her arms.
