Before Song Wei could speak, she continued, "My father told me that when I was three years old, I was playing and accidentally fell into an ice hole. You stepped in and saved me. Although I don't have memories of that time, I think the fact that you could recognize whose child I was at a glance and escorted me home after saving me, indicates you must know my father. Since you know my father, you must also know my mother. So, you have seen her."
"..."
Song Wei suddenly realized that it wasn't that she hadn't thought to ask these questions in the past few years, but rather there hadn't been an opportunity to spark her curiosity about her biological mother until now.
"Husband, do I look like my mother?"
Her eyes were filled with curiosity, and that pure spirit reminded him of the naive little girl who once mustered the courage to write six words on the ground for him to marry her.
"You do." Song Wei said.
