Liu Yi slowly lifted his head, looking at Liu Mingxing who was holding an umbrella; her face was a blur in his vision.
His heart suddenly hurt, it really hurt, he felt so much heartache for her.
Liu Yi reached out his hand and hugged Liu Mingxing's waist tightly, burying his face in her embrace, "Mommy..."
As he grew up, Liu Yi became more and more steady and mature, rarely doing such childish acts.
Liu Mingxing was pleasantly surprised, touching Liu Yi's hair with a smile on her face, "What's wrong? Do you want some milk?"
Liu Yi blinked, holding back the tears in his eyes, his voice somewhat muffled, "How did you find me?"
"I came home and couldn't find you. It's already dark, and there's no one to cook for me, you can't really expect me to cook, right? — What I make isn't as delicious as yours."
Liu Yi silently smiled, loosened his grip, and stood up, "Let's go."
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