She no longer simply acquiesced to her parents' words as before.
Magong Zhen felt a mix of joy at the change, but there was also an inexplicable complexity of emotions.
Magong Xing's voice rose,
"Perhaps this is the paradoxical parental mindset of 'wanting the bird to soar high yet also wanting it to return to the nest from time to time'?"
Magong Xing tilted her head onto Magong Zhen's shoulder, her tone tender, "But in reality, no matter how things change, Tong is still our daughter... this is one thing that will absolutely never change."
Magong Zhen held Magong Xing's hand and didn't dwell on this problem for too long. He gave it some thought and asked, "By the way, when did Tong begin to change?"
The old Magong Tong didn't know the first thing about dressing up, always had bangs too long, her complexion was perennially pale, and she only had a few outfits at home, looking just like a female high school student.
But the current Magong Tong was different.
