242. I Miss Mother II

Third-person POV

Xue Lang broke down and sobbed whilst hiding his stained with tears face on the crook of Weisheng's neck. Weisheng's hands abruptly froze as he didn't know exactly how to soothe a crying child, especially when they were missing their parents. He glanced at the white paper on the small table where Xue Lang used just now.

He scrutinized the woman that was poorly drawn on the paper. From what he could perceive, the woman was facing them with a gentle smile on her face. In her hands, there was a teacup with clouds of steam discharged from the teacup.

Her long jet black hair that reached her waist was drawn with a thick black ink and the simple hairstyle complimented the woman's pure white attire. Although her eyes were poorly drawn, but the two yellow dots that were supposed to be the woman's eye color clearly show who she was.