Lu Yinxing suddenly stepped forward and hugged Xia Yangyang: "Mom, I'm really sorry for what happened in the past. I promise I will never leave again, and I will listen to you from now on."
Xia Yangyang seemed taken aback, but then she hugged Xia Yangyang tightly.
Xia Yangyang returned to her room.
She lay down on her long-missed small bed again.
The bed in her room is not large; she's been sleeping on it since she was very young.
Several times in between, Xia Yangyang suggested replacing it with a slightly bigger one.
Lu Yinxing refused each time.
After all these years, it seems as if there's an emotional attachment to this bed.
Actually, deep down, Lu Yinxing is that kind of nostalgic person.
Only when lying on this small bed does she feel a solid sense of belonging.
Lu Yinxing slept peacefully.
It was only the next morning that she realized Xia Ye had not returned.
