"Mama is giving Xixi a gift?"
Little Chenxi blinked her bright, clear, grape-like eyes, looking curiously at Yan Xinxin.
"Yes."
Yan Xinxin nodded with a gentle smile.
Without hesitation, she reached out and took off the Angel's Tears necklace from her neck.
"So pretty! It's a little angel!"
Little Chenxi gazed at the pendant and praised it.
"As long as Xixi likes it."
Yan Xinxin felt an inexplicable sense of comfort and joy.
"Mama will put it on for you."
As she spoke, she carefully placed the necklace around Little Chenxi's fair and delicate neck.
The Angel's Tears settled obediently against Little Chenxi's pale, tender skin, as if it belonged there.
Yan Xinxin felt a rare, indescribable ease and happiness.
Indeed, if Chun were still in this world, she would likely be the same age as Xixi now.
"Thank you, Mama."
Little Chenxi expressed her gratitude, pursing her blushing, soft lips and giving Yan Xinxin a kiss on the cheek.
