Old Lady did not cry, her eyes weren't even red. Her eyes only contained the light that suddenly turned bright from the darkness, like countless torches igniting all at once, illuminating all the road ahead of her.
Daughter, these two words are the brightest direction in her life.
She wants to see her daughter, this is the only belief in her heart.
Previously she didn't know her daughter was still alive, she was dispirited, she washed her face with tears, but now that she has received this news, Old Lady has no other thoughts in her mind.
Mr. Davis grabbed her hand, "You must know, your body isn't well, long-distance travel might..."
Mrs. Davis interrupted him: "I can't care about anything right now, I just want to see my daughter, if I could still hold back after knowing this news, do you think I would still be myself? Mr. Davis, our Aya, she isn't dead, don't you want to see her immediately?"
