Han Yi looked at the beautifully dressed Xiao Yu, and her heart was filled with joy.
"Do you think we look alike?"
Gong Yuling nodded seriously, "Yes!"
"Why do you think we look alike?"
Gong Yuling smiled, "Because you like me, and I like you!"
"Hmm, not bad. Let's go down for breakfast!"
Han Yi held Gong Yuling's small hand as they walked downstairs.
On a sunny morning, holding Gong Yuling's soft little hand, her mood was as bright as the sunshine.
Han Yi suddenly understood why she instantly liked Gong Yuling.
Because this child resembled her.
Someone who looks like you, you can never truly dislike them.
For breakfast, Han Yi made a simple sandwich.
Just two slices of bread with a fried egg and ham in between.
She heated two cups of milk and handed one to Gong Yuling.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
"It was okay, but Mom kept crying..."
Later, Gong Yuling's voice became a bit quieter.
"Oh? Why was she crying?"
