Meng Shuyan's eyes closed slightly, his long eyelashes trembling, "I'm a bit sleepy."
"Oh heavens." Tian Sangsang's cheeks were damp, her hand reached to wipe them and she lowered her gaze, saying, "Son, don't be sleepy, don't sleep. Listen to Mom talking. What should I talk about? Let's talk about your father."
"Let's talk about your father… Aren't you the one who loves your father the most? He will come to save you, to save us."
Meng Shuyan suddenly opened his eyes, a faint light flickering in them, and softly asked, "Really?"
Really? He had been waiting for so long, but Dad hadn't come. Is he really still there? He must not want him anymore. If it was before, Meng Shuyan would still be cheerful, but today, for some reason, he felt sad.
"Really." Tian Sangsang kissed his forehead and said, "Listen closely, okay? Mom has never told you about him before, so now I'll tell you."
Meng Shuyan nodded his head, looking at her expectantly.
