"Baby, it's not your fault, you don't need to apologize to mommy. Even if you really did something wrong, you don't need to apologize to mommy, because you are my daughter, mommy's little baby..."
Bai Yulan smiled gently, wiping away the tears from her daughter's eyes.
It was as if time had rewound, returning to the past, back to the days when she and her daughter relied on each other for survival.
The breeze was light, the sunlight warm, and her heart was full of love.
"But... but..." Lan Xinyi choked with sobs.
"Alright, don't talk about these things. Mommy is already very happy to see you again."
Bai Yulan kissed her daughter's little face once more.
"Is my baby hungry? What do you want to eat? Mommy will make you your favorite garlic-flavored cuttlefish."
As she caressed her daughter's little face, Bai Yulan's joy was almost overflowing.
But at this moment, Lan Xinyi whispered, "Mommy, I'm already dead, I'm a ghost, I can't eat anything."
