Xu Xiangyang ran all the way home, panting, his face covered in sweat.
But the anxiety in his heart outweighed the anticipation.
The reason for his anxiety was the worry that Dou Dou and the others were deceived, and his mom didn't come to see him.
It was also the concern that even if his mom did come to see him, she might not love him like she used to.
In short, although Xu Xiangyang was eager to run, his emotions were very complex.
But as he approached his own doorstep, he slowed down, feeling somewhat timid.
He panted heavily, wiping the sweat from his forehead, walking forward step by step.
Until he saw a little girl standing outside the gate, although they hadn't met for several years, he immediately recognized her as his sister, Xu Miaomiao.
Yet there was a faint sense of unfamiliarity.
The two looked at each other, but neither showed much excitement.
Perhaps his sister had already forgotten him, Xu Xiangyang thought.
