The Flower Garden was full of thorns.
Mona couldn't help but feel a bit panicked as she pulled out two or three bottles of Magic Potion from her bosom.
The secret technique for Eternal Life...
For the sake of her mother, Mona had conducted a Dream Ritual, seeking the method for Eternal Life from the Dream God.
The latter disclosed everything unreservedly.
Despite Mona's psychological preparation, as the moment approached, she couldn't help but feel nervous.
She glanced back at her mother from time to time.
That day, she saw Carlo's confusion, but soon afterward, that confusion disappeared.
Mona couldn't read minds; she didn't know why her mother was no longer confused.
But she hoped, after this bout of confusion, her mother would understand what truly deserved to be valued.
Mona longed for a long-missed embrace with her mother, to affectionately call her "Mom," and then to sleep in her arms.
Not like now, masking her own identity, addressing her mother by name.
