Xizeer pursed his lips and said nothing, showing no apparent signs of wavering on his small face. He revealed a trace of confusion.
Ming Mei carefully reached for his hand, grabbing his small hand, "Will you come home with me? I'll take you home, and from now on... I will never leave you again."
"Home? Now?"
Ming Mei nodded, "Yes, right now. As long as you're willing, we'll leave immediately."
Xizeer curled his lips, "Shouldn't you first do a DNA test? Deciding so hastily, are you stupid or just overconfident?"
Ming Mei shook her head, "It's not stupidity, nor overconfidence. When I saw you, I just knew you were my child. I have often wondered... if you were alive, what you would look like. Until I saw you last night, that's when I felt, it's just the way you look now. If he were still alive, he would look just like this."
