The young boy clearly couldn't fully grasp the meaning of the word "future," his expression somewhat bewildered.
Lu Sheng continued earnestly, "The time ahead is long, and life is always full of storms and bumps."
"Sister hopes that you can be like the sunflower in your hand, never fearing the storm, always facing the sun, always brave."
Little Lu Ziye blinked blankly.
He didn't recognize the sister in front of him, nor did he understand why this sister suddenly said such words to him.
But he still held the cotton candy tightly, as if solemnly nodding his head, earnestly responding, "I promise sister, I will be a happy person!"
Then Lu Sheng touched his head again and said softly, "Actually, I know that although you came to the amusement park today, you weren't really happy."
The young boy was surprised and stared at Lu Sheng with wide eyes, "How could sister know?"