Lu Lingxiao, who was seated in a small sofa to the side, raised the corners of his eyebrows as he looked at Lu Youheng.
Unaware of anything, Ye Xi thought to himself that it'd be best if he could just wait until he grew up...
What he didn't expect was Ye Xi suddenly asking, "Youyou, if your mother were still here, would you want to see her?"
The little guy pondered over this question for a long time.
The answer he finally gave was, "I don't know."
Ye Xi grew anxious, propping herself up and turning to look at him.
The little guy continued, "I don't know what she looks like, and I don't know if she would like me. In any case, I don't really want to see her..."
A piece of Ye Xi's heart felt empty.
The little guy soon closed his eyes again, as if this question had exhausted a great deal of his brain cells.
After a short while, he fell asleep.
