Ever since Cheng Ziyang was detained, Mrs. Cheng hadn't seen Ziyang, not because she couldn't, but because Ziyang didn't want her to see him, to spare her from heartbreak.
Dong Xin Yan's tone was slightly somber, a bit hesitant, "Auntie…"
"I know, you've been keeping me from seeing Ziyang because you're afraid I'd be sad. But Xinxin, I haven't seen Ziyang for so long, I really miss him, and his birthday is coming up, yet he has to spend it in the detention center. Just thinking about it pains me..."
As Mrs. Cheng spoke, her voice unconsciously choked up again.
Listening to Mrs. Cheng, Dong Xin Yan's heart twisted a little more with each word. How could she not feel the anguish? Originally, Ziyang's birthday was during their honeymoon, the first since their marriage. She had already planned how to celebrate, how to surprise him, but now, none of it could happen.
