After class, An Yin received a call from Ms. An, feeling both joy and worry.
Without bothering to drop her backpack at the dorm, she rushed to the school gate and took a bus to where Ms. An was.
Ms. An had chosen a budget-friendly hotel, and An Yin excitedly rushed to the hotel. When she saw Ms. An, she quickly entered, looking her mother up and down.
"What are you looking at?" An Ying spoke gently, closing the door at the same time.
When An Yin saw Ms. An walking, her gait was like someone limping, uneven. Her heart ached, "It's been so long, I missed you." An Yin coquettishly whined, snuggling up to An Ying, affectionately holding her arm, wanting to help her walk.
An Ying allowed her daughter to support her, her gaze falling on her daughter's youthful face. The little girl's high nose bridge looked very much like someone, even the shape of her lips bore some resemblance...
