Yige smiled at her, "Mm."
"Thank you, thank you, Yige." Aunt Zhang hugged Yige excitedly.
Tang Yige gently embraced Aunt Zhang as well, looking at the lush green lawn outside the window, sighing softly in her heart.
If her child were still here, she would probably be like Aunt Zhang, willing to sacrifice everything for them.
One might call it a sacrifice.
But it's more like a rare kind of happiness.
And such happiness, she fears she might never find in her lifetime.
...
Upon learning that Yige would stay a while longer, Rong Rui was so happy that he rolled on the bed.
Yige patted his little bottom, "Your Aunt Zhang is leaving you for a while, and you're this happy?"
"I'm happy that Little Gege, you, can stay with me for a longer time." Rong Rui got up from the bed, holding Yige's face with his chubby little hands, speaking in a babyish voice.
"Mm."
Yige hugged his chubby waist, "With Aunt Zhang leaving for a while, don't you feel sad?"
"I do." Rong Rui said softly.
