Releasing her son's small hand, she slowly stood up from the bedside.
"No, Gai Han, I know that... that night you were also compelled by circumstances, so... you don't have to blame yourself too much, everything... is already in the past." She glanced at her son, "You can forgive me for bringing him into the world without permission, accepting him, promising to take good care of him, I am very grateful, the past... just don't think about it anymore. This..."
She lifted her right hand, offering the necklace to him, "You keep it for him, even if it's... a little keepsake from me!"
Xicheng opened his palm, and she gently placed the fine necklace onto it.
"This was given to me by my father on my tenth birthday, and I've always worn it."
In the palm of his hand, a delicate silver chain with a small Star-shaped Pendant, so light it was almost weightless, yet Xicheng felt as if his palm carried a thousand pounds.
"I will definitely take good care of it for him!"
