Jitang had the servants bring a lighter.
He wasn't used to using it, and it took a few tries to get it lit.
He said a lot, but Ruanruan only took in a bit.
She felt extremely upset.
She had always loved Ci'an, and now she felt even more heartache.
She didn't know when Jitang had left, or when Ci'an had happily run over.
The little guy was covered in sweat.
Ruanruan changed his clothes for him and kissed him.
Ci'an was somewhat embarrassed.
He touched Ruanruan's face and asked anxiously, "Auntie, why are you crying?"
Ruanruan shook her head, "No! Ci'an must have seen it wrong!"
Little Ci'an smiled slightly.
He looked very charming when he smiled, possessing the fine qualities of both Jitang and Lin Xianni.
Ruanruan felt only sorrow.
She knelt halfway, holding little Ci'an...
Jitang stood far away.
Under the sunset, the golden light was dazzling.
A woman holding a child.
The scene was beautiful.
