When Lin Wanwan returned to the Tang Dynasty, the sky was slightly brightening, and little Qingyu was almost awake, sleeping on her pillow, eyes closed, hands reaching out and groping around.
Lin Wanwan smiled and pushed the little one further in, then lay back on the bed.
At this moment, the little one opened her eyes and softly called, "Mother."
Lin Wanwan replied with a smile, "Yes."
The little one closed her eyes again, hugged her neck, and continued to sleep. But after barely two seconds of sleep, she spoke again, "Mother, I need to pee."
"Alright, go ahead."
The presence of little Qingyu instantly soothed any aggression in Lin Wanwan's heart, making her genuinely happy.
Many times, it's not little Qingyu who can't be without Lin Wanwan, but rather Lin Wanwan who cannot be without little Qingyu's company. Giving is also a form of gaining.
A new day starts amidst beauty.
