It's safe to say that upon hearing these words, Lucille felt more moved than anything else. She had once led a wandering, helpless life, having experienced the death of her beloved Molly in her arms and the shattering loss of her long-awaiting reunion with her grandmother.
In this world, she was all alone.
But upon seeing Chuyun Yan's deep, ink-black eyes, the unwavering determination within them, her once unsteady heart felt like it had found home.
From now on, she too would have a place to call home.
Lucille lowered her gaze, trying to keep Chuyun Yan from seeing the reddening rims of her eyes, she answered softly, "Okay."
A small smile played on Chuyun Yan's lips as he gently ruffled Lucille's hair.