The video call was quickly connected, and Wen Xian finally saw the person she had been thinking about day and night.
Although they called each other every day, sometimes when busy, they couldn't always video call.
"Mommy...!"
"Mommy, I miss you so much...!"
The kids' cute voices came through immediately, especially the little girl, who kept pushing her little face forward, her almond-shaped eyes still glistening with tears, red and revealing a look of just having cried.
Wen Xian's heart twisted with pain and longing, but she still said aloud:
"Huahua, promise Mommy, okay? Be good and stay with your brother, don't cry and fuss. Mommy misses you and your brother too." There's no choice, especially when away from home; even if she misses them, she has to endure it. She understands her little girl's temper; the more you coax her, the more she cries.
Her son, Lu Shi, also came up, tears in his eyes, saying, "Mommy, if we're good, will you come back to see us...?"
