Holding Luo Jun's little hand, Luo Xiaoqian stepped forward and led him out of the open cabin door.
In Beijing, summer mornings brighten especially early.
The sky was clear for miles, immaculate without a trace of clouds. On the eastern horizon, the sun was about to rise.
Today is certainly going to be a sunny and bright day.
In her palm, the phone suddenly began buzzing with vibrations.
Luo Xiaoqian stopped on the steps, picked up her phone, and looked at the screen, finding Ah Jiu's number displayed as expected.
"Is it dad?" Luo Jun excitedly asked beside her.
"Yes, it's dad!" Luo Xiaoqian pressed the answer button, "Hello?"
In that instant, her heart was pounding with unease.
Until she heard the voice from the receiver that was as familiar as could be.
"Honey, it's me, Zimo, I succeeded."
Her heart fell back to its original place, and a smile crept up on Luo Xiaoqian's lips.
