"Duoduo~"
"Mm."
"You... over these years, where... where have you been?"
"I haven't gone anywhere. I've just been riding in a vehicle, riding and riding, that way I can get back home..."
"Then you... then you..."
Song Qingwei choked up and could not speak any further.
"Enough, let's not talk about this anymore."
Lin Jianming dared not think further; the more he thought about it, his heart felt like being tightly grasped, painfully suffocating.
"Mom, don't be sad, I found you."
"I'm sorry... so sorry..." Song Qingwei hugged her daughter, continuously apologizing.
"Why are you saying sorry? Mom, did you do something wrong?" Duoduo reached out her small hand, touching her mother's cheek, which was full of wrinkles, not as smooth as in her memory.
"Mom shouldn't have moved. If we had stayed in Bin Hai, you would have been able to come back home..."
"Hehe, it's okay, Mom. Don't be sad, my brother helped me find you. I'm so happy."