Mo Yuyan's eyes brightened as well, the image of the amusement park surfacing in her mind, with that exceptionally beautiful older sister. Could she be the mother?
Mo Yunchen gazed at his daughter's beautiful face, hugging her close along with his son standing nearby.
In the dead of night, Su Qing woke from a dream, her mind incessantly haunted by a tall figure's silhouette and the cries of two tender children. Ever since she came to Jingdu City, the dream had become clearer and clearer.
Was it a sign of something? Or had she really once lived in Jingdu City and her memories were slowly resurfacing upon her return?
Leaning against the headboard once again sleepless, Su Qing suddenly remembered the two children she had seen in the amusement park a few days earlier. Her heart, which had not stirred for so long, suddenly pounded violently, softened in a way that was utterly unlike her.
